Through the mist of silent darkness

And unheard tales of empty rainbows

The eyes will dissolve

In the blue lonely skies residing in there

The nebula of thoughts will burst

Into a chrome of nameless emotion

And we will fall like stardust,

On the tired masks of anonymity.

As the numb  screams of the Red Kohl subside

The paper town of stories confined within those eyes

For infinities long

Will  finally turn to ashes.

From the sand castle of your dreams

The yellow specks will fall

One by one.

One by one.

Burning the pain through the white sails of your eyes

Endless will be those untamed tears

As  The  eyes  will dissolve again.