Stars in your eyes are a dime-a-dozen.
They sparkle, shine, and twinkle.
They make my heart bustle with happiness, your eyes.
They scream joy and resonate with multi-fold delights.
They endear and endure...their pain, their sweetness, their intrigue.
I am captivated by your eyes, the way they draw me in...the way they captivate my head and heart both.
Lingering nostalgia taints your eyes, teases out the meaning in moments special.
Sweet harmony mine!
Your eyes
Genuine love squeals out of them, their penitence subdued
Their depths gleaming with gold
Their surfaces sparkle with silver
Their hues shine with splendour
Their shape seduces mine.
What a joy, those eyes, which reach out to mine.
Can you name such pleasures, which pertain to the eyes?
No, because the heart craves for more...
and your eyes, they gleam of gold.