Monday, May 4, 2009

Eye to I

Eyes behold, behold the wise eyes of old
to eyes lies are told, when eyes see gold
Told eyes are the windows to our souls
Sometimes eyes see a window that is cold
Sometimes in eyes you see a soul that is tortured
The eyes are the most important tool to the reporter
Eyewitness report of victimized eyes that could water
In eyes we should see her as our daughter
eyes should view through eyes of a good father
eyes renewed through the eyes that would bother
eyes close, sometimes this was what tired eyes chose
but sometimes eyes close and love in the living eyes eyes froze
Eyes anew in a new birdseye view of eyes of two
eyes of me, eyes of you, eyes of the true, like skies of blue
what can eyes do? lookin' at too many types of glue
what are eyes to you? with them what do you like to do
the doors to perception, and the enterprise of a lesson
eyes present in a childs conception,and of the wed transmit reception
eyes covered in clouds, from above that hover, the demise of lovers
in eyes surprise is discovered if seen through the eyes of each other
eyes feel like a gift and a curse, when eyes see the best and the worst
eyes the only rescue and search, of the missing in the question of worth
in eyes are impressions since birth, that later decide the direction to surf
eyes with an an investment in earth, soiled in painful depictions of hurt
when in focus we should all let our eyes provoke us
and evokes us to fight against the eyes that broke us

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