Your Eyes…
I don’t mean to make you uneasy,
When I stare into your eyes,
But they have some kind of magic
That has mesmerized my heart.
Since that night I first met you
I've been in awe with those eyes,
and the way they make me feel
when they make contact with mine.
Maybe it's the glimmering light
waltzing in them when you smile.
Or the innocent way they hide
and betray your playful pranks.
Maybe it’s the delightful sparkle
that twinkles in them when you laugh.
Or the alluring chills I sense from them
wrapped in their flirtatious glance.
Perhaps they’ve inspired in me,
at last, a sense of belonging.
Or perhaps in their reflection…
my soul at last found its mate!
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Sheila
Be always safe,
Karen
John