November 16th, 2007
Those Eyes
Those eyes, it is a place to get lost
It is a place to reflect.
To feel the journey within.
Those eyes that have stopped a thousand ships
To which is is so hard to resist
Or to say no to.
Those eyes, full of sadness and melancholy
That you want to hold tight
and protect from the world
Those eyes, full of passion and desire
That you hope you can share
The ecstasy.
Those eyes with that magical spark
That enchants as a unicorn does
Leaves you mesmerized.
Those eyes, a mix of naive innocence
That sense of wonder
Those eyes.
Those Eyes
Those eyes, it is a place to get lost
It is a place to reflect.
To feel the journey within.
Those eyes that have stopped a thousand ships
To which is is so hard to resist
Or to say no to.
Those eyes, full of sadness and melancholy
That you want to hold tight
and protect from the world
Those eyes, full of passion and desire
That you hope you can share
The ecstasy.
Those eyes with that magical spark
That enchants as a unicorn does
Leaves you mesmerized.
Those eyes, a mix of naive innocence
That sense of wonder
Those eyes.
I found this poem looking through my hard disk this morning.
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