In the quiet of the night, her eyes softly gleam,
Stars trapped within, weaving a delicate dream.
Through shadows and light, they speak of tales untold,
A universe of secrets, in their depths manifold.

Her eyes, like oceans, hold mysteries profound,
Whispers of the wind, where lost hopes are found.
A dance of colors, shifting with her thoughts,
In their gaze, a thousand battles silently fought.

When dawn breaks, they mirror the skies,
Reflecting the sun’s gentle rise.
In their warmth, a promise of new days,
A sanctuary of peace, in their tender gaze.

Her eyes are a refuge, a place to belong,
Singing truths in a wordless song.
In their embrace, the world seems right,
Her eyes, a beacon in the darkest night.