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 frozen.

His eyes dark, like ink spilled on paper,
writing messages on my mind
while analyzing the chapters.

Eyes dancing, like fire wildly,
burning through 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.

Author's Note

Written 2005