Maybe I’m wrong.
But if your eyes and your smile open
At just the right dimension,
A bright light will beam!
Driving me so shocked, I couldn’t motion.
 
These black spots on your face
Are black holes.
Out and determined to consume your light;
Capture it to never be freed.
 
So, sometimes, they give tears;
Sometimes, I see tears.
Black holes on your face
To invade, infiltrate, colonize your space
Like capture.
Like, nothing can escape,
Like, not even your happiness.
So, it’s been pretty dark around here, lately.
 
Don’t you think?

@Sircharlesthepoet

Part 2 will come tomorrow!