My Eyes Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
My Eyes
My eyes
With such eyes cannot rest
Raise hell when misbehave,
Look around; they look far
They ignore miles to miles.
The eyes see from leaves
To clouds, and fogs, mist
To mountains and trees.
Mostly search for Venus
This magnet grabs with
Embrace; bear-hugs me.
The worst is when rises
Body part, heart throbs.
The nymphet can become
Aphrodite; hammer nails.
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