Eyes of tears

There is a sadness in his eyes that I can not understand,

and it enchants me and attracts me.

As a siren seduction I approach those eyes with a void of pain

and there is no sure promise.

But if there are raw words and glasses with blood 

to understand and explain

there is pain in his lips wrinkles

and sadness in his music.

But there is an addiction in his heartbeats that catches me and

it encloses me.

T.M.