resonating explosives
reflected on your rugged looks
a jagged edged rock
lacerating my wounds
raw as nerve bleeding
where it sealed among
seasons of seeking
woven in the dreams of
lasses, sweet yet coy
and of unknown
and untested origins
some dark, perhaps
lightened up
to suit your taste
and maybe natural blonde?
I have no chance
you won't turn around
and even if you do,
I will never be worth
your glance...

yet, allow me, your penetrating
piercing looks, just mesmerizing
even by the standards of the Irish Gods
And..even all the other Gods combined!
and I mean it
from the deepest of my heart.

I hope you will ever come to realize.