The First Greeting From Your Eyes

I shouldn't have looked into wondrous eyes to find a reason to comply and stay and dance with romance beneath stars that sigh in a fragrant-scented night, I'll obey that your eyes so tender could hold me chained with delicate passions burning desire I become a prisoner that's retrained freedom is granted to caress the fire we'll hear the breathless breath of love in flight and find a quietness that we'll embrace unaware of stars falling through the night I am lost in eyes that reflect love's grace that I have looked into your wondrous eyes to strip my mask, my unwilling disguise