| Eyes of Desire |
When I look into your beautiful eyes, I see within an imp in disguise. Will you burn me with your fire, Or will I sting you with my desire. My desire which burns so hot, Will let me know whether you really love me or not. I could lose myself in those deep pools of blue. All I really want is for it to be true, That you love me as much as I love you. Oh those entrancing blue-gray eyes, Do they decieve me and tell me lies. When those eyes look to mine with so much love, It makes me want to coo like a dove. Oh won't you melt me with the fire, Of those burning eyes of desire.
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Poetry |
Classic Collection |