The Eyes

Here's a poem I came up with about a girl's eyes:

Her eyes are like the morning sky,

Bright, blue, and full of light,

They twinkle and dance with joy,

A sight that's pure and bright.

Her gaze is like a gentle breeze,

That caresses the skin,

It fills the heart with warmth and love,

And draws one in.

Her eyes are like a window,

To the soul that lies within,

They reveal her deepest thoughts and feelings,

And show the love she has to give.

So let us gaze into her eyes,

And see the beauty that they hold,

For they are a true reflection,

Of the love and joy she has to unfold.