Eyes

When i see his eyes, I can feel butterflies, Because those are the eyes that make me feel, like i don't want to disappear. You know that feeling? It's like your soul is healing, it's like touching the high blue skies, that is why i love his eyes. Maybe it's not much, I know, but it's really hard for my feelings to show, and when they do, trust me you'll know, because you will see my pupils grow. They say that eyes are the door to your mind, it makes sense because you're so kind, and your eyes tell me that you're scared, so I've come to help, and I'm prepared. Just look at me and try to smile, because then your eyes, will shine in miles, let me see them, just for a while, so that i can look at you and smile. Your eyes are pretty, just like heavens, just like I've heard in all those legends. So please, look at me, just once more, Because if you don't my heart will sore.