Without a Word
Eyes are the window to the soul
through them one can see
the treasures that you hold
digging deep without shovel or spade
knowing truth before lies are made
orchestrate the game thats played
and forever more be aware
the lost and found within your stare
unwritten rules and sacrifice
are so observant upon your eyes
like reflective drops of color stained glass
your truths and secrets
they will unmask
and one would never have to ask
just sit and listen and realize
that to read the soul you watch the eyes.....
Nino
through them one can see
the treasures that you hold
digging deep without shovel or spade
knowing truth before lies are made
orchestrate the game thats played
and forever more be aware
the lost and found within your stare
unwritten rules and sacrifice
are so observant upon your eyes
like reflective drops of color stained glass
your truths and secrets
they will unmask
and one would never have to ask
just sit and listen and realize
that to read the soul you watch the eyes.....
Nino
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