Windows of the Mind
Your eyes are windows to the mind,
Where hidden thoughts and dreams I find.
A quiet world behind your gaze,
Where memories glow like distant rays.
They speak of words you never say,
Of hopes that hide, then drift away.
They hold the laughter, hold the pain,
Like drops of sunlight after rain.
In every glance, a story starts,
A secret map of souls and hearts.
No walls can hide what eyes reveal,
No words can mask the things they feel.
So let me look, just for a while,
Into those windows, soft with smiles—
For in your eyes, I seem to see
The beautiful mind you hide from me.
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