I look into their eyes and see
A flock of gold on an ocean of blue
Or perhaps I see that flock
Floating above a vibrant green hue

They look into mine so open and wide
I look back to see what they cannot hide
The mournfulness of a weaping willow
The comforting of a well worn pillow

A beauty that no body can show
An intenstiy surpassing even Poe
The love developed over a thousand years
The hazy warmth of a thousand beers

A brightness more blinding than the miday sun
A sparkle more dazzling than the midnight stars
A purness more white than the grand full moon
A passion more hot than the fires of mars

Betwitching my senses clouding my mind
That addicting look for which i've pined
But loving the eyes is quite a bind
Considering that love is blind

I see these all in the blink of an eye
In any woman who is passing by
More magnified in the ones I know
In their eyes, the beauty and glow