Those eyes: Those eyes which penetrate the blackest night with a shimmer and shine that dwarfs the brightest star, and fills the sky with a golden effulgence of pure love, which radiates from the alluring beauty of those eyes.
Behind those eyes lies an enormous truth; a truth that cleanly kills in sardonic silence. Behind those eyes lies an immense fire; a fire that consumes the helpless heart, and destroys the weak, ignorant soul.
Those eyes: Those eyes which thaw the iciest winter with a warming glow that melts the most stubborn snow, and causes the green of spring to burst through the mud, in a fresh, shining newness, emanating from those eyes.
Behind those eyes hides a harsh reality; a reality that neatly obliterates in a hushed whisper. Behind those eyes hides a monstrous nightmare; a nightmare that terrifies the innocent child, and calls forth the unearthly scream of horror from the bowels of the hapless man.