His Eyes

His brown eyes have me under his spell,

Deepest darkest abyss that he knows so well.

Sweet sad eyes that have me in a trance,

With hopes that he'll look my way by chance.

His brown eyes are dreamy pools of java,

When I look at them I feel hotter than lava .

When I look at his eyes I can't help but fall,

Then I sink to the ground, why do I feel so small?

I can't help but stare into his eyes so dark,

They seem to bare into my soul so stark.

Why do I find myself under his dark spell?

But it's his love for me that his eyes do tell.

His brown eyes, oh how I find I can't resist, 

The draw me in, but there is more I can list!