They say the eyes,
Are the window to the soul,
Yours are a deep well,
To a land that I know.
There’s a mind I love,
Behind those brown portals,
Full of love, peace and joy,
And willing to share.
I can look deep,
Into the windows to your mind,
And the world falls away,
Your heart become mine.
When all is crazy,
One thing is always true,
In my times of need,
I can turn to you.

©The Pesky Poet

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