Within Iris
How beauty sometimes seems so impeccable
With the watery spark of your lustrous eyes
Where nurtured meadows of harvest rise
I sink in tides, in your iris submerged
Waves, monsoons from within emerge
Enthralled I stand, my confusions declare
When only you stop and pause to stare
So sharp, I must say, a piercing of heart
Like flailing swords that with power impart
Within charm they grasp, they clutch, they seize
As they blink calmly and stealthily appease
How beauty sometimes seems so impeccable
Glimmering with your radiant eyes
I now have come to utterly despise
The times when you are asleep…
Entered into Sami’s Contest
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