Solar Flare
Reflection
In the depths of your gaze, a flame burns bright,
A solar flare that lights the darkest night.
The iris, a canvas of swirling hues,
A dance of colors, a story anew.
The pupil, a void, a gateway to the soul,
A window to the depths, where emotions unfold.
The lashes, like silken threads, frame the sight,
A delicate balance, a wondrous delight.
In this eye, a universe is born,
A microcosm of wonder, a world reborn.
The light that shines, a reflection of the heart,
A beacon in the darkness, a brand new start.