Poems About Eyes And Love Novels & Stories

Her cheeks were still slightly pink from blushing. I couldn't hear the rain against the window anymore, nor could I notice anything else around me. The only thing I saw was her. It was like Sophia and I were in a staring contest. Her eyes was fiercely soft and bright, they made me feel like her soul was my place of worship. I knew they were full of laughter and love, passion and affection; her eyes were an icon. They were orbs of divinity. They were marvellous. They were beautiful. She was beautiful.

From her black eyes, an angry black eagle was shouting with its wings spread. While I did not understand what he was trying to do, his words cuffed the wrist of the love that rose from my heart. After what I heard, I gathered all my strength and will and got rid of them and turned back. I pushed Edim by the chest, so strong and invincible I couldn't move him an inch. The eyes were the mirror of reality, weren't they? I looked for the truth, and this time I saw nothing but two completely black eyes, a pair of tunnels with no end.

I plopped my elbows on the table, all my attention now focused on her. "Love inspires art. Writing poetry or doing any form of art is like falling in love. You feel this intense feeling and adoration towards something or someone and you either turn them into actions, paint them into colors, into sweet melodies, or into woven poetry." My eyes lingered into the midnight of her orbs that seemed to glimmer with constellations. This must be how passion feels like. To talk about something with a glimmer in your eyes. This must be how passion feels like. To adore that glimmer.

Thru his eyes, he made me realize that the greatest kind of art is the one that we called "love" I've always adored him for his mesmerizing beauty that brightens up my world, those eyes which taught me that by simply staring at them, it'll make me feel something.

KitKat sarcastically, also a little ridiculous. "Ban, what is love?" "Love in my eyes, which is to let the other side understand me, is also a kind of indescribable tenderness, isn't it? Deeply imprinted on the heart and into the bones and marrow, even without saying a word, even if it's thousands of trees away from me? So, hearts are still together, never apart."

Her lips moved, and her love spilled into melodies, transforming into a love song… I tried to speak, but words would fall, They couldn’t hold my heart at all. So I just looked and let you see, The love that lives so deep in me. In every glance, a thousand dreams, In every breath, your shadow gleams. What could I say when my eyes said it all? Every tear, every spark — they told it all. No need for words, no need to call, You already knew… my eyes said it all. You read my silence, calm and true,

I raised my eyes to him, his lovely eyes were filled with love, those eyes I want to stare in all the rest of my life, those eyes, I want to watch just my nude and no one else, those eyes that did everything to me even without touching me. Those lovely white pure eyes, I smiled happily at them, I wanted to kiss him, right on those lovely long eyelashes of his, but as soon as I stood on my toes, I noticed his eyes color changed they turned red, they were as red as fire, so red like I was going to go blind from it. And the next thing that I saw left me in shock, I closed my eyes in fear as tears fell from my eyes.

"The reasons your eyes sparkle just like a light is being shined, on two emeralds that are beautiful, is that you are the true meaning of love and beauty. I will be longing for that gentle touch, and that your warm embrace. If you are near me, I yearn for the hug, I am longing for that everlasting kiss when you lay next to me. Your personality is unable to be matched. These are the reasons you are perfect, and have been perfect. I will never stop loving you. The easiest thing I have ever done, is listening to your singing heart. A song was heard by my ears, my eyes sang along. The words were muttered by my lips, cuddled in your arms, I heard the whispering of charms." Alexa turned around. He

Electric blue was the colour of her eyes, Innocence and fear were evident in them. Longer I stared into them, The deeper I fell into their depth of mariana trench. Blue was not my favourite colour, But it just took just one look to change it from then. Love was not experienced by me before. But those eyes forced me to fall deeply and madly in love with them. Her purity was a curse , To my evil eyes who were blinded by the light of goodness in them.

" Your eyes....are like windows to your desolate soul..." Emerald had found her , let's call it 'calling' ,in becoming a poet , deciding to sharpen her poetry skills as she recited a love poem that she'd wrote for some dude named Oscar Smithers. Unfortunately, we were her chosen audience and everything she recited from said poem sounded extremely cheesy and cringe, I found myself wincing every now and then. " As we dance throught he rolling green pastures called love, I hope we both last forever..."