Mystic Eyes

Your mystic eyes--like fireflies

Mystic Eyes

Your mystic eyes—like fireflies—float through the room like blessings.
They dart from here to there— I see you taking chances, your lustrous dress romances— ignoring my pressing stare.
Hands hold a tonic to my glare— She shoots a wink and dances— mocking my sheepish glances, a boast—a toast--to my despair.
Your mystic eyes—like fireflies—drift through the room like curses.