Your Eyes
Your eyes reached out and grabbed my heart
The first time that we met
I was sure they were as big
As any eyes could get
They spoke to me of trust and joy
And places they had seen
They bragged of mysteries they'd solved
With intellect so keen
They filled me in on days gone by
On dangers beaten down
They told tall tales of past defeats
And times you'd won the crown
They whispered both of hunger
And of overflowing cup
They jabbered on so ceaselessly
I wished they'd just shut up.
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