Your Eyes...
Your eyes are my doom and my boon -
They're heavenly, earthly, so bottomless, versatile,
They're a a wise and an infinite book...
They burn like the stars...No - scratch it - like novas,
They pierce my soul and blood,
They sing their music, they smile and know
The secrets of life and of love.
Your eyes are my trap, and they have me forever,
And yet - they're a path to the stars
Who are you, my Love? - So mad, this endeavor,
I'm dying for adventures to start....
Your eyes are my water and air, and magical
Potions, my fountain of youth...
Our souls, I wager, will fly through the ages -
Just me, and our magic, and you.
Your eyes are my luck and my love and my passion,
They're kind and enticing - alive...
But now, muy Love, be so kind as to fashion
A poem for me in this like...
January 12th, 2015
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P.s. Hmmm..( about the last two lines;)
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