In Women's Eyes, The Stars Dance Poem by Enache Dan

In women's eyes, the stars dance,
An endless cosmos, with shining galaxies,
Mysterious and deep, like marbled seas,
Where dreams and hopes are secretly woven.
The full moon hides in their sparkling gaze,
Eclipsing any pain, any wound that weighs,
Deep within, comets carve their way,
Leaving behind love stories, under a leaden sky's sway.
Galaxies spin in their colorful iris,
Each blink reveals a buried, untold promise,
Nebulae weave veils of mystery and charm,
In women's eyes, the universe finds its balm and calm.
Yet, in that same gaze, there's also a melancholy,
Like a falling star, lost in the evening's infinity,
A hidden sadness, an endless desire,
To be understood, loved, and never to tire.
In women's eyes, poems and songs are written,
Legends are born, heavy chains are smitten,
For in that gaze, the universe finds its space,
A woman, with eyes full of stars, can make you soar without a trace.