Sempiternal

Perhaps separating them

Was our first mistake

In the beginning

We instigated our very end

 Her eyes are without number
Absolute, and untold
Wide-open
She reduces me
Caustic,
Her celestial scrutiny
She has many eyes
Or maybe it’s just one
And the connection eludes me
I note how she scintillates
Striking, and delightfully agonizing
Her brilliant end
As I watch her die
Or maybe,
As I’m watching her die
Again