Eyes

Love for the eyes, knights of breathtaking sight

Keep everything bright, at day and at night

Celestial might, receivers of light

Perceive left and right, the bad, the delight.

Envy at wealthy robes tied of rich dyes. 

Avert, sad or shy. Disgust at pigsties

Or love or surprise or common fly byes

Fulfill the guise of the malice of eyes.

Eyes of such beauty look down in the dark,

But still hail from heavenly spark

For the eye-light marks the holy monarch

Of every soul in the whole ballpark. 

Usage of eyes is not for a trifle 

For four locked eyes shoot out as a rifle,

Bridging two souls which forever lie full

Of ammo to live, never to stifle.

Look here, somewhere, and let us share,

Mesh of precious stare and breath of fresh air. 

For what I see there, I will deeply care,

But none can be seen as truly bare.

So tell me about it as ears fill in

A human of beauty without and within.

My time with you is so thin, let's begin,

So I don't lose you to mental waste bin