Lirieke: Amel Larrieux. Bravebird. Your Eyes.

Your eyes greeted mine and whispered
Softly, slowly, a secret only for me
Your eyes took their sweet time silently penetrating mine
Sent a wave through me, through me
Straight through me, to me
Spoke to me, slowly just to me

Your eyes, the sleepy kind
So still and warm, I had to dive so deeply, deeply
To where you'd meet me, meet me
Those eyes, round and sweet fruit they were, I had a piece
And they filled me, filled me, so full and sweetly
Spoke to me, slowly, just to me

Sleepy eyes, will we meet again?
Do my eyes make you fee like I'm feeling?