[ozark]

"WINDOW TO THE SOUL"


It is believed that your eyes are inlets to your soul,
Windows of emotion, beyond a broken frame, lyes a viewers hold,
Its clear to see, this mans trapped in despair, the path to his lair,
Behind glasses, which work as a 2-way mirror,*
shards are torn, as lifes image is impaired,
The torment is clear, as flames rage his hearts lustic passion,
A lover with shatterd hopes, through a jagged lens, an optic fashion,
He stands in awe, as flashback visions pervade his mind,
To a time when their love was new, without a hinderance to find,
The visions took him back, to a place where warmth was felt in a touch,
A gush of emotion, taken in stride, never overwhelmd in a rush,
Love was embraced by youth, and tender feelings,
Bound by flesh and immortalized by kindred dealings,
Their journeys commence was sealed with a kiss,
But the years aged this bond, hatred became of the bliss,
Through time, with swift passing, their love shared was dearly missed,
Unseen by psychic eyes, the devotion was severed by tough faults,*
Feelings expressed in hallway notions, came to an abrupt hault,
Now silence portrays his life, his wife no longer finds interest *in conversation,
His heart cries out in his souls voice, his anger is humbled by patience,
His memories past, breaks through the barriers*of this mirrors glass, a second glance,
New flowers bloom on this tainted romance, another chance,
To breake free from his tortured hearts hold,*
He snaps out of his trance, and his love returns, to fix the broken window to his soul-

[ozark]

"WINDOW TO THE SOUL"


It is believed that your eyes are inlets to your soul,
Windows of emotion, beyond a broken frame, lyes a viewers hold,
Its clear to see, this mans trapped in despair, the path to his lair,
Behind glasses, which work as a 2-way mirror,*
shards are torn, as lifes image is impaired,
The torment is clear, as flames rage his hearts lustic passion,
A lover with shatterd hopes, through a jagged lens, an optic fashion,
He stands in awe, as flashback visions pervade his mind,
To a time when their love was new, without a hinderance to find,
The visions took him back, to a place where warmth was felt in a touch,
A gush of emotion, taken in stride, never overwhelmd in a rush,
Love was embraced by youth, and tender feelings,
Bound by flesh and immortalized by kindred dealings,
Their journeys commence was sealed with a kiss,
But the years aged this bond, hatred became of the bliss,
Through time, with swift passing, their love shared was dearly missed,
Unseen by psychic eyes, the devotion was severed by tough faults,*
Feelings expressed in hallway notions, came to an abrupt hault,
Now silence portrays his life, his wife no longer finds interest *in conversation,
His heart cries out in his souls voice, his anger is humbled by patience,
His memories past, breaks through the barriers*of this mirrors glass, a second glance,
New flowers bloom on this tainted romance, another chance,
To breake free from his tortured hearts hold,*
He snaps out of his trance, and his love returns, to fix the broken window to his soul-