In the quiet corners of a gentle gaze,
Her eyes, like windows to a secret sky,
Whisper stories of a thousand days,
Where dreams and hopes quietly lie.
Beneath the calm, a sea of stars unfolds,
A universe of thoughts untold and bright,
Each twinkle a memory that she holds,
Illuminating the shadows of the night.
Her eyes, a sanctuary of silent grace,
Reflecting worlds of laughter and tears,
In their depths, a tranquil, endless space,
Embracing both the past and future years.
As time flows gently through her gentle sight,
Her eyes remain a beacon of serene light,
Guiding hearts through whispers of the night,
A journey of wonder, beyond the dawn’s first light.