Inner Ember

In the depths of your gaze, a fire burns bright, A spark that fuels the soul, a guiding light. The iris, a canvas of intricate design, A map of secrets, and a window to the divine. The orange flames that dance within, A symbol of passion, and a heart that wins. The darkness of the pupil, a mystery to explore, A journey inward, to the depths of the core. The eyelashes, a frame, a delicate border, A threshold to the soul, a story to be told. In this eye, a world of wonder lies, A reflection of the heart, and a glimpse of the skies.