Sonnet 2: The Game Of The Eyes Poem by Ogu Henry Chijioke8888

She had a black and blue eyes, flowered with joy
Brighter than diamond it mesmerised me, as a boy
That was her pride deep down inside, call it toy

.As white as snow was the colour of her teeth
So does the beauty she shows in smiles, beneath
Heart of a goddess Queen, coloured in a flowered scene
Covered with wide lights and diamond gleam like a Queen

.Flower of the eyes, the scrutinity of the eyes of men
A joy to behold like the game of the eyes, of then
Hovering around the mind like a gracious gold, to earn
So precious a Queen to find, the only one to show my den.

.I give you my precious soul, my heart and my word
And this is how i'll flow, flying high like a bird
To you i'll give my world, i would fight for you, with my sword.