In His Eyes
Jan Juránek
Ultramarine fades into a nothing gray shy
Next to his eyes
And violets can't keep up their shine
Next to his eyes
This early feeling, light and dark
Both bitter and sweet
Is but a reflection of me
In his eyes
I find my own sadness, my own pain
My own insecurity and vanity
My loneliness and I bury them
In his eyes
