"Farewell to Julian"

Grey eyes would poison me

They would taint my blood, I'm sure

I suppose I'm safe from here

But maybe I shouldn't stare

At your beautiful feathered wings

Sheer and torn, broken and worn

But look at your eyes, I don't dare

Grey eyes would consume me

They'd swallow me up, I'm sure

Not everything is clear

But maybe I shouldn't care

About short-sighted, hurtful things

About barks to bites, words and fights

But look at your eyes, I don't dare

Grey eyes would betray me

They would break my heart, I'm sure

They paralyze me with fear

But maybe I should bear

The pitiful prick it brings

Being too late, spat on by fate

But look at your eyes, I don't dare