Eyes, the window into one's soul
Looks of amazement
Looks that could kill
Looks that thrill
Looks of interest
Looks of love
Flashes of eyelids, designed to entice
Looks of happiness
Looks of sorrow
Someone please help me?
I am lost in my thoughts
Looks that enclose me
Looks that seem to know you
Looks that warm you
Enough of my thought machine
I consider the eyes of my true love
Adventures etched for me to read
Colour important? Not for me
Lost in the moment
Enough from me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Windows to the soul. Good write.
Thank you for your comment, Paul.