Butter Night Eyes

She had butter night eyes
The dark touched her cold desire
Staring behind the window
She licked at her fingers
Tasting her laugh
And thinking of him

Her reflection told her
To wait
Morning would come
Her butter night eyes would see
How sunlight changes
She knew it would be
The man she couldn't see

Those butter night eyes
Crystal clear vision
Well into the night
The dream told her story
She knew she was right

Butter night eyes
Awakened to dawn
What is the path
For this woman of morn