Tuesday, December 27, 2011

My Eyes

Every day of your life seems so different.
One glance from me, I see you melt.
You stared at me, you’ve felt alive.
But when I tried to talk to you, why did you hide?

Is it my eyes that caused you this?
Is it the way I stare at your lovely lips?
You are the reason why my eyes glimpse each time.
One look from you, Oh dear, I feel fine!

With my eyes, I can see beautiful things.
Even when I close them, I see your vision in my dreams.
For a while, try to look at my gloomy eyes.
Have you found the reason what I feel inside?

You may say it’s just apart of my face.
But these eyes have seen enough to complete my day.
You may say that it’s to-good-to-be-true.
But these eyes have found the real beauty in you.

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