"Those Eyes"

awake, awoke am I
by a pair of eyes
so strange, yet alluring
that pull me from sleep

eyes that please me
make me glad to sleep
but yet tease me
make me wish for light

strange, sad, eyes
full of sadness
yet full of peace,
eyes I secretly adore

glistening, sparkles    
bouncing to and fro
enticing, surprising
emitting a crystalic glow

I sleep. The eyes find me.
Awake, they follow.
no escape, yet ease
comforting and all

peace I seek, end to it
find my eyes, and take a rest
failure means decay
of mind, soul, and heart