I look into your eyes
And see an all too familiar sight
Deep in the emerald sea of your irises
Lies a forest with towering height
Trees sway in an imaginary breeze
Like wheat in an open field
Yet they stand anchored to the ground
Making unsuspecting onlookers yield
Your strength, at first sight,
May be frightening, I know
But to see the love and kindness underneath
Be patient and wait for it to show
For the flowers in your eyes,
They take a while to bloom
And until they come out of hiding,
Their beauty one must assume

I look into your eyes**
At the dark and gloomy sky
All I see are clouds; no sun
I stop and wonder why
Your thoughts lie in those clouds
What memories do they hold?
Joyful, somber, scared, excited
How many secrets have they been told?
Beneath your thoughts; a river
Flowing gently, trickling down
Making the most beautiful of music
Singing songs at which no one will frown
That river is not for swimming
Through it run the songs of your past
Upon listening, one can hear
Lingering words; feelings that last