In Your Eyes
I watched in astonishment, the morning bloom
Big brown and beautiful, with a kiss of blue
Shined in passion but polished with tears
All in your eyes, how deep they pierce
I see radiance of life lost in doubts
And beauties of purple flushed like lilies
That sprouts in deserts, in mockery of droughts
All in your eyes, the fountain of living
I have seen it all but I know some more
Its beauty, its life but it could only be more
Tell me how it could be, a reason to soar
But yes in your eyes, the birth place of soul.
Copyright © Kingsley Lasing | Year Posted 2012
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