with those eyes
we can discover
they're more than
just a pretty color
from the way you
glance around the room
how you bat your lashes
and observe the moon
the feelings they show
or conceal inside
always emit hope
just like a bride
whenever you laugh
i love the way they gleam
and that look in your eye
the moments you dream
the same goes for
every time you succeed
and the interest shown
whenever you read
but i hate it when
you break down and cry
that's when your eyes
make me want to die
the pain they hold
that i can't take away
try to lessen the burn
in every way that i may
always adore the way
they look at others
no judgement at all
as kind as a mother's
how they show comfort
and see through lies
i didn't know beauty
till i saw those eyes
-t.d.
