Sarah Bell
His Eyes
His eyes shine, like heavenly stars
twinkling dreams, plucked from the sky
yet so far away for I to capture.
Eyes deep, like wishing wells
flooding my heart with emotion
once thought to be froze.
His eyes dark, like ink spilled on paper
writing messages on my mind
while analyzing the chapters.
Eyes dancing, like fire wildly
burning threw my body
taking glimpses at my soul.
His eyes sing, like music to my ears
songs of passion and lust
enchanted lullabies make me a mistress.
Eyes speaking, like water to my body
quenching my thirst for pleasure
still salt water and nothing more.
Written 2005 S.A.B.
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