Her eyes
Sinful to look upon
Yet unrighteous to look away
With orbs of divinity
Bathing in stardust
Utterly beyond human standards
Deep as an old forest
One could wander in them for hours
A cluster of falling stars
That couldnt hold themselves up anymore
With stare fiercely soft
Like a lioness toying with her meal
A surrogate to the moon
On a no moon night
Earth's damn lucky day
As it gets not one but
Two of those sparkling silver crackers

- Mr.M