Walking away
into the folly of night
my eyes followed your heels
as they lifted and lightly pressed
against the notion that keeping is outside
when everyone knows losing means never having.
"My mistress' eyes are nothing…"
"My mistress' eyes are nothing…"
Walking away
into the folly of night
my eyes followed your heels
as they lifted and lightly pressed
against the notion that keeping is outside
when everyone knows losing means never having.
In the gaze of the other 