What lurks behind those eyes of blue?
What mysteries do they hold?
Those smokey, dreamy bedroom eyes
So sensual and bold;
Just like a cat they stare at me,
I wonder what they're thinking -
Clear and bright, reflecting light,
They process without blinking;
Deep and dark mosaic sparks
Of azure mischief twinkle -
Like a million brilliant stars
The gods on you did sprinkle;
Beneath the depths of seablue mist,
What wonders would I find?
What secret thoughts would come to me
If I could read your mind?
If eyes be windows to the soul,
As often poets write,
No doubt your soul is beautiful -
Your eyes reflect its light.
5/3/2009
Linda Ori
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blue-eyes-29/
