With the spark of million possibilities
and smile of some carefree larks
your eyes are the most beautiful thing
I have witnessed thus far

I see in them the curiosity of a child,
the desires of a dame,
the flair of some mischievous chide

With serenity of a hermit
those eyes behold
as if desires of many stories
raring to be told

And when you look at me with those blazing eyes
I see in them a reflection of my beaming visage
sometimes from the corner of the cornea
when you gaze at me
or from the shadows of your curvy lashes
when you smile at me
my world never remains the same
for your exuberant eyes shines
as it gets the wind
of my insignificant sight

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