Her eyes held the moon,
every day passing through june.
As I studied her eyes,
I saw fireflies dancing within the night skies.
I'd watch the hazel sunset fade as she closed her eyes,
taking me to all my highs.
Her eyes shared a warm light,
where I would follow until I felt right.
Her eyes agreeing with her smile,
always complemented her style.
I've seen sunlight in her eyes,
reflecting her pure soul,
but my heart was all she stole.
I wouldn't trade a thing to get lost in those beautiful eyes,
watching those fireflies never dies.