Your Eyes - Amel Larrieux

Your eyes greeted mine and whispered softly, slowly

A secret only for me

Your eyes took their sweet time, silently penetrating mine

Sent a wave through me through me

Straight through me, to me

Spoke to me softly

Just to me

Your eyes, the sleepy kind

So still and warm I had to dive

So deeply, deeply

To where you’d meet me, meet me

Those eyes round and sweet

Fruit they were, I had a piece

And they filled me, filled me

So full and sweetly

Spoke to me softly

Just to me

Sleepy eyes, will we meet again?

Do my eyes make you feel like I’m feeling?