These Eyes are soft,
These Eyes are pale,
They're fragile and frail,
With a word,
You can harm them,
These Eyes.
They hide secrets,
They show my fears,
They open to the sunlight,
And sometimes cry a little tear,
These Eyes.
They reflect upon you,
They open different doors,
They share your secrets,
And many more,
These Eyes.
These Eyes are gentle,
These Eyes are frail,
With a word,
They turn cold,
And open up for the first time.
....To the real world.
A world. A beautiful place,
With many treasures,
That can harm those gentle eyes.
These Eyes.
My eyes.
Your eyes.
A simple name. Then they close.
