Labyrinth Eyes of the Mystery Girl

Not even a word to be spoken
Nothing to be said
Your symbolic presence defines beauty

And through a poet your eyes will inspire words
Words to paint the picture of love which isn’t love
But the love I see within my perception of you
Perfect, flawless, and of course beautiful

And I don’t think I should tell you nor could I
Of the poet you inspire within me
And even though my perception creates you perfect
I know the perfection you could provide
Could change my perception

Your eyes so beautiful
Your hair matches in colour
Your smile melts my heart and leaves me clumsy
Not even Shakespeare could describe
How lost I feel in your eyes