Never let that gaze run cold.


And with the movement of your eyes,
This oceanic breeze washes over me.
These tides of lonliness make me aware:
I could never hold another
In my loving, ever restless vision
And I could never be as once I was,
(Ignorant to the harsh palm of truth,
Naieve to all this fanciful world,
Ingesting the lies humanity gave me to swollow)
In this vast sepulchre of rebuked admonishment
And silent invocation.
Staring forth into my being,
Never let that gaze run cold.



Just a poem I wrote. How is it? If you could give any suggestions, I would really appreciate it, as I need all the criticism anyone could care to offer.