Quatrain of Your Stare - 8278 - Yorktown Disciple

Quatrain of Your Stare

Your Stare - no more love

I panicked when I saw your
nasty stare, nothing
good could possibly
come of
it.

You had found unhappiness
from my control and
our love seemed
to be
counterfeit.

You didn't have to say a word,
I knew the feelings we
once had were
at their
end,

I bowed my head in trepidation
to avoid those bottomless
eyes, I was right to be
alarmed, today I lost a
lover and friend.

Yorktown Disciple