Eyes Speak

November 7, 2007
Your eyes as beautiful as the harvest moon,
Seem as though they speak to me,
As gentle as a falling leaf.
As i listen to what they say,
I remember of how i once was,
I start to cry, such as a small kind girl,
The wonderful words your eyes tell me,
As beautiful as can be,
Concentrate upon one phrase,
"I am your light, whenever in need."

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