Eyes of Dawn

In the depths of dawn, where shadows fade, A window to the soul is made, The iris blooms like morning light, A fusion of blue and golden sight. The lashes, like dark, verdant streams, Frame this orb, a mystic dream, Where tears, like amber jewels, cling, To lashes that with secrets sing. The gaze, a portal to the heart, Reveals the depths of every part, A story told in hues of blue and gold, A tale of dreams, of hopes, of tales untold. In this eye, a world is seen, A reflection of what's yet to be gleaned, A promise kept, a truth revealed, A soul's canvas, where emotions are concealed.