Eyes Wide Chat

In the darkness, eyes that stare.
Crawling spiders; do I dare ?
Shivering spine; frozen face.
The Black eyes, my soul, enchase.

Dont know what your thinking aloud
Anything you should really be proud ?
Words loudly whisper through the wire
As your staring mystery eleviates higher.

Fingers warmly dancing in soft fury
Gently blowing a thin wind, so hairy.
A veil for the eye, a knife for the heart.
What treasure LIES beneath this chart ?

Evolution: a flower to the seed
Rain to the sky
On The edge of our seat
No excuses, no lie.
Curtain's up on my eye.

Vaudelaire 
Poète des pauvres et pôvre pouète

Search of a bearing

Lost at sea I have the memories 

of the light to stir me to shore

To where I once a heart had

To where to guide a light I had

Lost under thy sky no star to trail

my memories to thee horizon I bore

To where I shall a heart find

To where a Life I shall mind

Lost and found the soul of history

deep within a memory aboard

Within where never talked I forget

Within where thy self we get

Vaudelaire 
Poète des pauvres et pôvre pouète