Enchanting Eyes.
Treasuries of sorrow;
Impermanent as the smiling night,
Invoking rapture and delight.
Wild Eyes.
Like silent daggers take aim,
Accosts this accurate heart,
Piercing it countless times.
Vigilant Eyes.
Lighthouses that navigate souls,
Guiding spirits to safe passage,
Windows unto worlds unknown.
Ancient Eyes.
Recounting tales of poised rivers,
Of grieving forests kissed by morning mist,
And clumsy peaks battling infinite sky.
If she is to look away:
All shall parch in great pangs of thirst.
All will burn, wither away and die.
All shall subside and reduce to dust.
But alas she looked away,
And the world blinked with her.
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