Oh, those soulful eyes.
Those eyes that smile back brighter than smile of mouth.
Those eyes that flutter with love and brighten with laughter.
Oh, those sorrowful eyes.
Those eyes that seem to speak when one's mouth cannot.
Those eyes that scream at every torment and writhe in every discomfort.
Oh, those damned eyes.
They scream come find me, and then turn as cold as ice.
