Your eyes always enamored me
Over other features, the first I notice
Under lashed eaves, bright apertures for life
Remembering them is always easy
Even though you’ve closed them to me
Your eyes still burn in my memory
Every ounce as blue as before
Soft and sparkling sapphires
True
You cannot coyright a title. Exceptional piece of literary art here. Thoroughly enjoyed 3x. :D