I see into the landscape of your eyes
gazing upon an ancient civilization  marvelous and grand
Your eyes house large temples and wide open skies
Within your eyes, a people i can never understand.
You clutch to your spiral ringed notebook
The pages thick with brilliant thoughts
You speak like a babbling brook
I listen and try to connect the erratic dots
Our strings meet and tie
With each knot we fall further in love
We laugh we dance and we cry
A love as pure as a dove