The Gaze That Wounds

The look of Love, the look I love Beloved Aerolite above The only dove my eyes can see As fair as Aphrodite can be Would you cherish me so much more If by the sun and moon I swore My eyes, my gaze does not deceive My heart, my love will never leave The look of Love, the look I've loved The bitter water you have shoved Your poison burning in my veins Yet sweet as caramel are the pains I'm not entirely a fool I know your words, your gaze are cruel And I know I shouldn't love you I shouldn't love you but I do.