By Steve Soskin   intersys@cruzio.com
Date: 15 January 1998

Her Eyes, Yes, Her Eyes

                     

      Her eyes, yes, her eyes
        As twilight shades beckoning serenity
 And mystery
        The complexity of her being, open for all to see
 Her eyes, sparkling bastions of mischievous merriment
         Yet softly caressing nature's souls
 She gazes skyward and a thought floats heavenward
          A caring soul touches the ether and joins with the other gentle souls
 In a melting melding vapor of exhaustion
          She sighs, the weight of caring, care-taking, heavy in her heart
 She joyously carries on, her smile blessing those around her
          Her loveliness infusing the atmosphere with the perfumed romance of her song
 Innocuously she brushes her hair back from her laughing eyes
          Tossing her head self-assuredly
 Her strength showing
          In her eyes,
               Yes
                   Her lovely eyes.