It’s the eyes.
It’s the eyes you can read like the books age old,
Like the wisdom of the learned,
Like the ancient scripts and folds.
Its the the eyes that speak a thousand words,
Its the eyes that scream when the souls are cursed,
Its them that smile when the heart slowly melts,
Its the eyes where fury can truly be felt.
Eyes are the ocean of numerous emotions,
They are the depths of the sea of devotion,
They reveal the truths behind the veils,
men of wax and men of Steel.
Its the eyes,
The eyes that you need to explore,
For their emptiness is dangerous,
And their depths are enticing.
Coz only the eyes are worth drowning in.