When I Look Into Your Eyes

When I look into your eyes, aside from my reflection. I see the magnificence of your grace, your beauty, and the lustrous emotion that pierces into my own soul. I try to look away, but I can't because if I do, I'll feel cold and alone. Those eyes draw me back in to look further, to find out more, like turning the page of an interesting book to find out how it may end. You ask me what's the matter, but I am frozen. Frozen to the core, unable to speak, unable to move and do anything. Then your hand's warmth revives me back, back to those eyes, those eyes that got me here in the first place. The eyes that keep me here with you, by your side, for eternity and death will never do us part.