Within Iris

How beauty sometimes seems so impeccable With the watery spark of your lustrous eyes Where nurtured meadows of harvest rise I sink in tides, in your iris submerged Waves, monsoons from within emerge Enthralled I stand, my confusions declare When only you stop and pause to stare So sharp, I must say, a piercing of heart Like flailing swords that with power impart Within charm they grasp, they clutch, they seize As they blink calmly and stealthily appease How beauty sometimes seems so impeccable Glimmering with your radiant eyes I now have come to utterly despise The times when you are asleep… Entered into Sami’s Contest