Her

Tangled in a web of
machinations and lies
Truth never seen truly
except in her eyes
Lost in a myriad of
thoughts and perceptions
Always resorting to
black vile deception.
I am both lost and found
When I hold her closely
Though sometimes I feel
She can see right through me.
I'll keep her for now
Lost in her eyes of blue
But when she gets too close
You know what I'll do.