Her Eyes

Maybe it was the room lighting

Or maybe it was just the right timing

But her eyes became the only thing shining

Much like a precious brown marble you hold up and examine in the sunlight,

to analyze and imagine the world inside.

Or much like a maple leaf floating from a tree;

the autumn sunset illuminating every vein of life in the leaf, as it falls to the sun-kissed tawny land of dreams.

Her eyes emit a shimmery serenity

Crystallized as the Tiger’s Eye

I continued to fall inside,

And Earth’s energy came alive.

As the window of her soul thrived,

Never have I felt more grounded, never have I felt more alive,

Than the blissful moment I looked into Her Eyes.

#love #eyes


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