Your eyes tell me an agglomeration of emotions

They sparkle with excitement like a child on Christmas morning
They rage when you peers buffoon you
They puddle after hearing bad news
They glow if a boy winks your way
They become hazy towards the end of an elongated night
They burn with love for those special people
The condense to solve a convoluted problem
They harden and achieve the impossible
They can dance, they can sing,
They can soar!

But right now,
your eyes are so muddy, so bespattered
that I cannot ascertain what story they are going to reveal next