Gus Goldberg 

Dark Eyes

Sweet girl with the dark eyes 

You’ve captured many boys 

With a single wine tinted smirk 

But have been burnt too many times 

And have burnt some I love 

But I know you fear hurt 

The hard conversation after a kiss 

The shattered friendship unable to be swept up 

But I’m proud of your honest   

knife to  the  ribs 

And  I’m  proud  of  your  hopeful   

Dissatisfaction  with  the  past 

And  I  hope  that  you  find  that   

You  are  lovely,  worthy 

As  you  stand  miles  away 

From  anyone