Blue Eyes

There's something about that man
Something memorizing, breathtaking, beautiful
Its magical, and not found in another place
Pray, let it stay, leave it for just another day
I want it, let me have it, I can't bear another day without
In my mind it stays, its loveliness
With a picture it loses its value, it's priceless-ness
It's charm, it's glamour
It dies a little with an everlasting picture
But it's easier to view this than to be rude and stare
Let me look and observe, let it be mine
Even it is just for a moment.
It's his blue eyes you see
Whenever he looks right at me
I'll smile and wink but it won't do the trick
I can never look away
There's so much emotion so much care
That he is not even aware
It's not the word that he says,
Or the poetry that he reads
Or the way that he touches my arm
Or holds my hand.
It's the color of his eyes
That's what makes me emotionally sigh.