Midnight Eyes

I dare not compare thee to a summers day

For I stumble into midnight in those eyes,

No innocence transacted when they stray

Just mirror shards refracting storm churned skies

There is fire still that burns like ancient stars

Yet they tremble with the harshest kiss of ice

I can see each toll you paid among your scars

But I cannot comprehend their asking price

Perhaps this darkness holds the answers sought

I could settle in the eye of you and surrender

Whist the battle just beyond it all is wrought

I will be cradled in the calm of something tender

Though the sun is warm he is often quite severe,

I’d rather an honest burn, and one less cavalier