Your Eyes Poem by Javier Falcon

Two pearls endless in pricing and worth,
an edition which should be placed on display,
which under your power have been tamed,
to do extraordinary things which are unique.
Just like that they catch me in their trap.

When you are gloomy your eyes shine,
as if shielded by a curtain of water,
the precious liquid just seeps out on your cheek,
and the azure of the inner spheres glisten,
hypnotizing me to get close to comfort you.

As you get happy they seem out of control,
as they follow everything with lively motion.
As if a burst of energy just rushed into them,
making everyone around be caught up in the rush.
Making me fall for what made me love you.

As the day we first met and saw each other,
your eyes penetrated mine at first glimpse,
the day which I feel into your ocean deep glance.
Letting me to fight your love in a canoe,
in a deranged sea without a paddle.

Yet at times they lose all their shine,
as they show your fear and loneliness.
Shrouding themselves in clouds of shadows,
giving them an faint appeal to observers.
Making me feel empty inside, as I hold you closely.

Showing her that she is not alone,
and should not be scared while I am by her side.
Using my feelings for her to open her eyes,
showing her that there is nothing to be afraid of,
and that she should not be worried at all.

But my most favorite always arrives when needed,
as love is what stimulates your eyes the most,
as they only keep a focus on me and mine do the same,
showing that concentration that none others show,
as if she didn't want to lose me, holding me with dear life.

Your eyes radiate the emotion with the shine of sapphires,
ever so gently smoothing my thoughts and mind,
giving me a reason to live and want you.
Yet others say there are many important things over love,
and they do not construe, I would give my life to look into your eyes.

To understand the complex system of your eyes,
I have been on long hours of observation,
looking you straight in the eyes and wondering,
why such a precious gift which is unique in kind,
and yet no one appreciates their meaning, but me.