You Looked Into My Eyes

You looked into my eyes and I saw stars
exploding in the sky, beyond the sun.
Their fires could not burn me though, because
the fire burning in me was a brighter one.

You looked into my eyes and felt the lands --
each islet, lake and trembling tree as near,
the birds by wing, and you by my own hands --
each breath they drew, each heartbeat was as dear.

You looked into my eyes and rode the winds,
and left the seasons blowing far and wide;
to carry on each whistful dream rescinds,
and leave me wheeping by my murderous side.

The Horror will not cease. It never could...
You looked into my eyes and understood.