Eyes

As I look into his eyes
I can't help but see suprise
I said no, but he insisted
But yet, he finds himself resisting

Were different him and I
But when I look into his eyes
I see a fire of desire
But also of repulse

Love is hate, but hate is love
Well that's what they always say
But as I look into his eyes
I finally understand "they"

Were different him and I
But when I look into his eyes
I see a fire of desire
But also of repulse

Deep inside he sees my soul
But his eyes are opaque and black
What he's thinking, I do not know
But he's reading my mind

Strange feelings are the same
But different in another way
Because I see a fire of desire
But also of repulse.