Many Eyes

Many eyes on me Twinkling with harmless, invisible attraction. Effervescent eyes Giving off bubbles of desire. These eyes, some with almond shape, With a light shade blend under brow for highlight, Are sportive in how they look at me. An ogle from oriental eyes, Having a light bright shadow colour on the inner half, They elicit randy retorts That gives me jolts from the language their bodies speak. I can’t stop staring at these many eyes Like a million starry nights Flickering and sparkling like Gems of uncommon iridescence, At my front and at my back, Up and down. All these eyes, these many prominent eyes That have flat-pasted colour under their brows, Their surveillance is tinged with ebullience, It makes me remarkable things do all times. I can’t keep my eyes closed because They make my eyes respond, doing Several interesting things. Hooded eyes Give me fluttering squints With bright colour like frost from Their eyelids extending to the contour region. These eyes that are many Meaning many things, round eyes as well, With light shade and a deeper tone, Eying me wondrously- Many sumptuous eyes on me.