To the One
Eyes full of mischief,
eyes full of laughter,
eyes to cause every heart to flutter,
eyes with an innocence, of the dove that flew,
eyes with a warmth of the spring air that blew,
to change the face of the cold earth due,
eyes with the fragrance of a thousand wild flowers,
eyes clear like the sparkling brook, with the black of the sky,
and the white of the clouds,
eyes deep like an ocean,
eyes mystic like an abyss,
the beholder hath a magic,
that charms an old rustic,
eyes that mirror the pretty beholder,
may the shine stay forever and ever,
the persona grow stronger and better,
to conquer the dreams that the eyes reflect,
and make every one come true with a zest,
a prayer a wish for the beholder,
that comes from miles yonder.
Eyes.
Friday, July 28, 2006
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