The Eyes Says It All Babe Or Maybe Not! Poem by devon da poet

Brown irises, black pupils, white scleras:
They were staring at me.
Barely winked, panoramic view I suppose,
Very little did i knew.
Is eye-contact really a start
or is it simply a counter attack?
For kisses they art to be closed;
That's self explanatory!
For simple crushes no one really knows.
A pair of deceptive eyes seeking replies,
Though they're sly, the grimace never lie.
As microscopic as you are eyes,
I'm not micro- organic!
You zoom in and out as though you were a twelve mega- pixel camera.
How sad thou art; I'm not photogenic!
Snapshot, ha! I'm i really that hot?
Like a magnifying glass you expand what I'm not
Subsequently, a change of thought.
Are those eyes really for real?
Irresistible, inevitable, the way that I feel.
Angelic smile, eyes of a child; brand new i imply.
Perfect insertion, no distortion,
Your eyes loitering away after mine.
I reckon those eyes have their own mind!
This says it all! I can see right through those eyes.
There's no more tricks in the book, nor are they any surprises.
Attractive and tender, a twain of splendor.
I'm seduced to a point where my resistance is reduced, forcing me to surrender.
I'm a guy willing and ready to draw the knot.
The eyes says it all babe or maybe not!