I see devil in thy eye,
And I see one in mine too.
I try to purge it with a dye,
To take away the hue.
But the devil grows a darker vague,
And renders half my sight opaque,
In angst I cry,
In pain I twist,
I pluck my eye into my fist.
And leave a hole I never missed.
But you
You leave the devil in your eye,
It burns a hole into your mind.
And fills your soul with dark despair,
And leaves an empty longing there.
Eyes for eyes.
Teeth for teeth.
The eyes are for sight.
The teeth are for meat.
The heart is for blood,
And the blood is for love.
But thy eyes are sacred as the dove.
-Rochester Payne
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