His Eyes

His Eyes,

Are what burns her skin.

Her Lips,

Are what makes him grin.

Her cry,

Is what makes him go faster,

His arms,

Is what made him her master.

Her hair,

Is what he holds on to.

His skin,

Is what ends her through.

Her tears,

Is what stops his lies.

His lips,

Are what reminds her of

His eyes.