Amel Larrieux
Your Eyes
Your eyes greeted mine and whispered softly, slowly
A secret only for me
Your eyes took their sweet time, silently penetrating mine
Sent a wave through me through me
Straight through me, to me
Spoke to me softly
Just to me

Your eyes, the sleepy kind
So still and warm I had to dive
So deeply, deeply
To where you'd meet me, meet me
Those eyes round and sweet
Fruit they were, I had a piece
And they filled me, filled me
So full and sweetly
Spoke to me softly
Just to me

Sleepy eyes, will we meet again?
Do my eyes make you feel like I'm feeling?