Your eyes reached deep inside and clasped my heart tightly;
Tinted with crimson blood bore in unparalleled degree.
Igniting: embers set free, in traverse of irksome mud.
Dust and tears combined: Your passion play to win!
Which was drenched upon my soul weighted with unknown sin;
From the sight the eyes begin in search of loves true role.
The torchlight was extinguished by the swampy mayhem,
Of your minds considerations, and the love your eyes condemn.
And my heart-fire in this poem;
Of drowning internalizations,
Is your rejection of my love,
Which left me for dead thereof.
K. Aldaya, 9/9/05
Picture: “Ripped Out Heart” by Mandy…..?; http://www.layoutsparks.com/1/107179/ripped-out-heart-image.html