Soul's Aperture

In the depths of the eye, a window to the soul, A reflection of the heart, a story untold. The iris, a canvas of intricate design, A dance of colors, a symphony divine. The lashes, like delicate fingers, frame the gaze, A gentle touch, a whispered promise, a heartfelt sway. The tears, like diamonds, scattered on the skin, A testament to emotions, a vulnerability within. The eye, a mirror to the soul's deepest sea, A reflection of the beauty, and the pain we see. In its depths, a world of emotions, a tale unfolds, A story of love, loss, and the heart's gold. The eye, a gateway to the heart's inner sanctum, A sacred space, where emotions are born, and nurtured. In its gaze, a connection is made, a bond is formed, A sense of understanding, a feeling that's warm.