Your Eyes

Everyone has that place of comfort,
Somewhere to retreat when the world
Seems hopeless;
A beacon of hope in a forsaken realm
That we will die trying to understand;
The place you come when life has failed you
Yet another time,
A tranquil refuge placed in the most desolate place,
The source of strength when once agian you
Are defied by friends or exiled by
Peers;
A stronghold where even the worst aspects
Of life crumble and disappear.

Many people spend an eternity searching for
This place,
But i have found mine, its been lost
For such a long time,
Where did i find it?
It was in your eyes.

-Dedicated to Jenny Paul.