Telling Eyes
Are you ever aware that
When you smile at me,
In your eyes there is this
gentle little glimmer I see.
It's acting as a beacon,
Letting me know you're happy,
And I have touched your heart,
Giving you your love for me.
The rare times you grow upset,
I know, without a doubt,
The shining of that glimmer
your feelings of anger put out.
What emotion you hold on to,
To me your eyes will share,
They perform the duties of
a mood ring you don't wear.
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