Iris

 Look deep,

plunging into the brown whirlpool,

swirling in the sockets,

delicately covered by curled lashes,

under the shadow of arched brows -

dreams are mixed,

with hopes,

and a pinch of swelling emotions,

and a dash of desires,

hidden, unspoken of.

 Look intently,

a sphere of hypnosis,

Bewitching every onlooker :

drowning to a depth,

of unmeasured lengths,

unfathomable  and lost.

Look lovingly;

like a hazel gem in a white pool,

it shines and glows, 

gleaming of passion

that can smuggle 

every atom of love,

and speak words unsaid.

Let it look at you,

let it transcend you

to a world of heartfelt mirth.

Let it melt away your sorrows,

and frisk your heart away -

those eyes of someone,

unnamed, unspoken of.