In the stillness of a fleeting glance,
Where azure dreams begin to dance,
Blue eyes, like oceans vast and wide,
Hold mysteries beneath their tide.

A canvas painted by the sky,
Reflecting worlds where secrets lie,
In every blink, a gentle breeze,
That stirs the heart with subtle ease.

Beneath their depths, a story weaves,
A tapestry of autumn leaves,
Whispering tales of joy and sorrow,
Promises of a bright tomorrow.

Yet in their gaze, a silent plea,
To see beyond what eyes can see,
A soul that yearns, a heart that cries,
In the endless blue of those eyes.