I love your eyes, those twinkling eyes,
They speak of a thousand things.
It glows and I drown in its intensity,
I would love to stay there forever.
It evokes myriad memories,
And leaves an imprint on me.
I consider myself lucky enough,
To have experienced its warmth.
When cupid's arrow strikes,
The world seems apparelled in celestial light,
Like the glory and freshness of your eyes.
Just like the morning dew,
Exotic and beautiful.
Every time I look into your eyes,
I'm lost in innumerable memories,
Thus forgetting the world behind me.
I wouldn't expect anything much,
Than just being the Apple of your eye!