LO (08/13/1945 / UTAH)

! Blue Eyes

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

User Rating: 3,2 / 5 ( 38 votes ) 14

Comments (14)

if i read correctly what thoughts would come to me.... what a briliant write... keep it up tks with regard for sharing
Absolutely beautiful poem. I found it mesmerizing
Magnificent work with brilliant metaphor. Love this sweet poem with 10.
I love blue eyes though they are full of mysteries!
Beneath the depths of seablue mist, What wonders would I find? ...............splendid
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