His Eyes

In his eyes, I see mockery,

In his eyes I see hope,

In his eyes, I see death.

In my mind, I speak mockery.

In my heart is hope.

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On my tongue is death.

On his tongue is honey,

In his heart is faith,

On his mind is truth.

In my eyes, he sees money.

In my eyes, he sees faith.

In my eyes, he sees truth.

God(s) above, entrust his heart in my hands.

While I feel unworthy, I know it was in your plans.

God above grant him peace, each and every time he rests with me.

In his heart is the home I’ve always sought.

His very happiness is my second thought.

His body is the temple in which I worship the Almighty.

His soul is where I reside nightly.

God(s) above, bless me that I may be able to fulfil my purpose.

While I may falter, it will always be my focus.

God above, grant us a blessing time will never lessen.

In my eyes, he sees the future.

In my eyes, he sees the humour.

In my eyes, he sees me.

On his mind is the future

In his heart is the humour

On his tongue is me.

On my tongue is soothe

In my heart is healing

On my mind is us

In his eyes, I see truth

In his eyes, I see healing

In his eyes, I see us

21/09/2011

Eyes

If eyes were hands, or could convey touch then we would all see his lust.

As she kneels before him with the dish,

her eyes hover at the bulge growing which he hides with a twitch.

I’ve seen those eyes before, and experienced nights of pleasure from the body that eyes her form.

My heart is torn, for his eyes seem to scorn

 us the women who have sworn

 our lives to be with him & yet he leers in sin for my 3^rd born.

I cannot bear it he must leave.

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For if he doesn’t, there will be blood on his sleeve.

I don’t care that he’s related

for his lusty thoughts are ill-fated.

They think I’m insane but I know his kind

They try to hide it in vain

until they in lust bind

one innocent soul into eternal pain

Trust has flown out the door

 to think I’d been fooled before.

I can see him whisper his lewd suggestions

I know she’s still fighting against his ministrations.

I saw the tears in her eyes as her father scolded her “lies”

But I’ve been there before & he will harm my daughter no more.

I was once there but I had no bravery to save my skin,

I know the kind of pain she’s in.

I won’t let my daughter pay for someone else’s sick sin.

Even if he doesn’t rot in jail

they’ll all know if you touch her

 there’ll be hell to pay & to my justice the law will pale,

no one touches my daughter.

22/09/2011

this one feels incomplete what do you think?