Ode to a Woman in Need

Ode to a woman in need.

In the

opaque

depths

of two

orbicular pools

one might

notice that

emotions often

well up there

or take

shelter under

the flesh petal

hoods that

guard the

flowers of

her irises.

Within these

windows to

the gardens

of her mind

there lie worlds

that few

could visualize

places she

has stared

out of

and will

never go

back to.

Losses reflected

in the studying

done by

her two pupils

as they

refracted her

pain into

manageable parts

in the form of

glinting tears

crystallizing

on her cheeks.

But there

is also

love and

beauty within

those eyes,

they have

captured imaginations,

stolen even

the strongest

of hearts

and made men

willing to sacrifice all

to behold their gaze,

and when they gaze on you

with the full strength

of that combination

you are flung helpless

into their void

and swept away

into love's 

most tender grasp.