A Look That Could Kill Poem by Tex T Sarnie

She looked at me with daggers of fire,
daggers that could have killed.
I never knew that she had such a stare
or that she was so strong willed.

For that second pure cold hate streamed
from her eyes, mind, and heart.
Her love for me vanished without trace,
she wanted us to be apart.

I had never seen this side of her before.
I was shocked, at a loss and unable to speak.
She could hardly miss the horror in my eyes,
as her wry smile left me feeling weak.

The severity of her stare softened,
and a watery gloss appeared in her eyes.
I felt the possibility of love was returning,
but I didn't know which of us should apologise.

At first I didn't know what I had done wrong,
obviously she knew, and then suddenly so did I.
I immediately said that I was sorry with all my heart,
and promised never again to tell her a lie.

Her silence made me feel awkward and guilty,
and I expected her tongue to deafen my ears.
But before she spoke I again repeated my promise,
as my eyes began to fill with tears.

I begged her forgiveness for the sake of our love.
She said, "Your promise is now balanced upon a sharp blade,
and if I find out that you have lied to me again,
the decision about our future will have already been made.