your soul eyes
keep staring at me
gently, caressing my spirit
making me all giddy inside
like flowers dancing in my heart
releasing my pride
i wonder what they see in me
they seem to capture
my vulnerability and stroke it
with ease
please, baby please don't tease me
with those eyes
that can see from within
entering places where secrets
begin and die for the sake of love
i can tell what it is that your looking for
with those eyes that see with spiritual light
which is God within us all
now the soul is exposed like a canvas clean and white
our eyes are like brushes we paint with our sight
a materpiece, that our eyes can see through our soul,
behold
the almighty
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