Oculus Ignis

In the depths of the eye, a flame burns bright, A fiery soul, a window to the light. The iris, a canvas of intricate design, A masterpiece of nature, a work divine. The pupil, a void, a gateway to the unknown, A mystery that beckons, a story yet untold. The lashes, a frame, a delicate border, A guardian of the secrets, that lie within the border. The eye, a mirror, a reflection of the heart, A symbol of the soul, a work of art. In its depths, a world of emotions reside, A tale of love, of joy, of sorrow, and of pride. The eye, a storyteller, a weaver of tales, A keeper of the memories, that never fail. In its gaze, a connection is made, A bond between two souls, a love that's not afraid. The eye, a window to the soul, A reflection of the heart, a love that makes us whole.