Eyes they say are a mirror,
Of one’s inner self,
How many of us are deceived,
By their innocence?
How many times has
Their soft and silent flutters,
Made your heart beat
Unstoppably, enclosed within ribs?
Still you’re ready to fall again,
Looks like you’ve gone insane!
Those eyes have cast their spell,
And in Loveland, you plan to dwell!