Hayden Minor

I see eyes of fiery infatuation; 

eyes captured by an impeccable beauty,
a sensual new figure 

I see eyes ever so selfless, 

giving everything for a world 

slowly coming out of grasp 

I see eyes of painful longing, 

who had come to know a beautiful new world,
only to watch it crumble, 

until those same eyes were all that was left
within a void of an aching, isolated existence