Blue Eyes

I once lost my heart to a pair of Blue Eyes
But blue is a colour I’ve come to despise
Where at first I saw love, I then saw contempt
For my mind and my body; no part was exempt
For three years those Blue Eyes had me in their snare
An intangible web made of love and despair
Blue stands for calm, but inaction is cold
And those glacial depths held secrets untold
It’s true what they say about icebergs, you know
Ninety per cent of their mystery is hidden below
Blue eyes like ice, which seared me like fire
Filled with gross lust and low-down desire
They filled me with love and then burning shame
For once my passion had doused Their flame
The Blue Eyes which minutes before had held lust
Regard me with a sneering and blatant disgust
For years I was merely a means to his end
And on those brief moments, I had come to depend
For when I held Them inside my embrace
Love, once again, would enter Their face
And through the bliss and the passion I used to pray
That the look in those Eyes would be there to stay
It was a foolish hope, born of naiveté
For as soon as they’d come, Blue Eyes went away
For years I lived in contempt and confusion
Never quite able to cast off the delusion
That the love that had gone would one day return
And the shame in my heart would no longer burn
The truth, when it came, was a hard lesson learnt
But the knowledge it bought me was hard and well earned
The Blue Eyes left me and closed shut to my pain
But Their searing cool gaze will forever remain
Unable to find the love I so craved
I withdrew to my head and refused to be saved
But one day, something caught my eye
I raised my head with a wistful sigh
To have my poor heart stop in surprise
For what should look back but a pair of Blue Eyes?
And in their blue depths, I could somehow perceive
A concept so alien I was afraid to believe
I saw love; a softness, a warm, shy regard
And in that split second I fell swiftly and hard
Blue Eyes no longer inspire fear in my soul
But an enveloping warmth that swallows me whole
I’ve now found the peace which I previously sought
And I know now it cannot be bartered or bought
Love shouldn’t be begged for, like scraps from a meal
It’s freely given, by those who are able to feel
And when those Blue Eyes and my gaze intertwine
I shall always be thankful that those Blue Eyes are mine.