Dancing in The Rain

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul

That could be true

I look at a person's eyes and I can see the hard life

they've had before getting to where they are now

Eyes are such a unique part of somebody

They tend to tell a story

They display heartbreak

They display love

Hate, even

My favorite pair of eyes are a little hard to read

The green, mossy color can be deceiving

Yet the touch of honey is quite comforting

I can't help but stare into complete comfort and relief

I examine those eyes every chance I get

I want to know how your day went

What emotion is trotting through your head?

I ask just to be sure I read your eyes right

The depth of them could mean a number of things

Stress, sleep deprivation, etc.

If the eyes are windows

Keep your blinds closed

I don't want anyone else seeing such beauty in one soul

Selfish of me to think such a thing

Sometimes I wonder if that passion can be seen through your eyes

Most of the time I see it when you talk

Other times I see it in the way you look at me

You've trapped me

It's like one look and you paralyze me

Do you intend to do so, or is that natural?

Eyes...

Such elegant creatures

Staring into some is like dancing in the rain

You don't want to because it's f*****g raining

However, you're too lost in someone you're dancing with to stop

I tend to fall in love with eyes before the person they're attached to

They show more sincerity than words being said

Author's Note

Hi! Thank you for reading! This is the first poem I'm having open to the public. I really hope you enjoyed it! Feel free to leave a review on what you thought about it :)