In the quiet of the evening light,
Her eyes, like stars, begin to shine bright.
Reflecting dreams and untold tales,
A universe within, where love never fails.

Deep pools of wonder, mysteries unfold,
Each glance a story, silently told.
In every blink, a world anew,
Her eyes, a canvas of endless hue.

Through joy and sorrow, they remain serene,
Windows to a soul, pure and keen.
Whispering secrets, soft and slight,
Her eyes, a beacon in the night.

They speak of love, without a sound,
In their depths, true connection is found.
Her eyes, a treasure, rare and deep,
Holding promises, forever to keep.