The Most Beautiful Eyes...

The very first time I saw you,

a moment carved from wonder,

your smile a light, soft as dawn

and I, shyly smile back.

In those precious seconds, time slipped,

as if the world paused, and only we were real.

When my gaze met yours,

I was dazzled by the brilliance,

an innocence I’d never known,

your eyes a tender mystery.

Soft yet resolute, delicate yet bold,

they glowed, a quiet fire,

like stars born to guide.

Those eyes, I knew, held depths unseen,

the doors to all you hold within,

unmatched in grace, radiant and pure.

Could this be real? Could it be right?

Or am I lost in beauty's trick,

a fleeting spark, a whispered wish?

But this is no illusion, no passing spell;

from that glance, I felt no fear, no hesitation.

And since that day, you’ve lit my way,

the pull of right, the call of truth,

each step led by the glow of you.

Jacob M