Your eyes speak to me without words,
with passion incrusted in them as a sword.
My reflection between your irises,
it shines bright as the moon arises.
Your deep gaze undressing the being,
a secret barely hidden as the shadows start screaming.
Two crystal orbs that treasure emotions,
as if they were made for love potions.
Even so, your mouth will never say a word,
so I play the fool as my eyes blurred.