YOUR EYES

YOUR EYES

Your eyes reminds me,
Of where I once was,
It makes me feel,
That’s where I want to be.

It caresses me in the dark,
Fondles my heart to ecstasy,
Never turning it’s back,
Your eyes: makes me happy.

Eyebrows well trimmed,
The look so enticing,
But that doesn’t make me fond,
It’s the eyes; so exciting.

The lips, the dimples will suffice,
Erasing every frown,
But it’s all upon your eyes,
It’s whole on its own.

Danny