Killer Eyes

I see you when you look at me
from under that mop of hair;
Piercing eyes, full of tenderness;
Burning eyes, comforting me;
Striking eyes, radiating compassion;
Scorching eyes, refreshing my soul;
Eyes intensely gazing,
emitting an impenetrable wall of protection
around me;
Searing eyes that revitalize me;
Destructive eyes that build me up;
Tearing eyes that enlighten me;
Those dark eyes send warmth to my soul;
Such bright eyes that seem to reach
into the depths of my heart;
Your longing eyes are full of patience;
Such jealous, loving eyes that fight my battles;
Your searching eyes read my mind;
They penetrate to my inner being,
breaking down all barriers;
Those mysterious eyes discover my secrets;
You know and understand me;
For it's those Killer Eyes of yours
that hear the unspoken word
and know the real me.