Soul's Ember

In the depths of your gaze, a flame burns bright, A fiery spirit, a heart alight. The iris, a canvas of gold and night, Reflects the soul's deep, inner light. The lashes, like dark, velvet wings, Frame the window to the heart's sweet springs. The skin, a soft and gentle hue, A delicate balance of warmth and dew. The eye, a mirror to the soul's dark sea, Where emotions ebb and flow, wild and free. In its depths, a world of feeling lies, A universe of love, of joy, of sighs. The gaze, a bridge between the heart and mind, A connection to the soul's most tender kind. In this close-up, we see the beauty rare, A glimpse of the divine, beyond compare.