Those are the eyes

Guys will lose head and sense

The way you stare in the lens

It is not about them (ur eyes) being good

It about them not being shrewd
Its the clarity of thought,

Something that is sought

Its all about what they portray,

The beauty of your mind in a way

They're naughty and reflect pride,

Your innocence they cannot hide

Deep as may be the river nile

They hold my sight for a while

The only few i saw said these words

For few you feel and not for herds