Epitomic Eyes.

I've always pondered why a bold and brave man would have little eyes. Are there secrets that lay inside? Is there a way he can behold the light? I wonder, because I have fallen, fallen just for these pairs. Looking deeply into them gives me healing. My answers, I've started to discover; just a lot to uncover. Maybe your eyes are petite because the sun and moon rise inside. I love you, your eyes even more; I just can't hide. My gaze is captivated by their beauty. A beautiful reality. May you behold my loving heart and see the love I'm willing to share. And someday, may our love create; A tiny reflection of your eyes, a sweet, small face. A miniature version of your charm, a little brave heart. A small, brave soul with eyes that shine like yours from the start. I pray this is our fate. Wordsella. Blissful Pen.