Your  eyes I keep

I can see the perfume of you,
Dreams to be true.
Birds in a pure sky,
Ladies ask why?

Mirror of destiny,
Priests looking for their knees.
Life like a sorrow,
Horses and polo.

Love and grace,
God without faith.
Sea so deep,
Your eyes I keep.

Your eyes with mess,
Tender like a princess.
Smile always trivial,
Your eyes on arrival.


Warmest regards.
Victor  Marques