Her Eyes

Her eyes, laughing, wink at me,
and frame the smile upon her face.
So evident is their essence
of beauty, love, and grace.

In her eyes dwells happiness;
none entice me like they do.
They pull me in; I can’t resist.
I am lost inside their blue.

No brighter light has ever shone
than from these sapphire eyes.
Cheerfulness within them thrives,
and hate meets its demise.

They hold me captive in their stare;
my heart forgets to beat.
So if I don’t look sparingly
they’ll be the end of me.

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