Those eyes

Those eyes that fall into pools of sea, shifting against the sand of those falling down an hourglass from which every second goes by and i remember those eyes. Eyes, sweeter than the softest flower that sparks my soul from which burns my heart into passion of those that gaze upon those eyes. Those eyes give a whisper to the darkest shadow bringing light to the corner of the world that is their own of what could be shared between both our eyes of love that awaits us. Those eyes move ever so fast to find ablivital bliss, but soon do those eyes close to come my everlasting wish. Those eyes that seduce me so, now look at me with no passion to show