His eyes

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His eyes, a perfect love spell,
left me silent as I gazed into them.
Two blue dancers indeed,
They stuck their glare to hypnotise me.
Brilliant, they invited me to look at them
without thinking of what might happen.
Blue as the vast, boundless sea,
they made my being happy as they rested
their gaze on me, slowly and kindly,
after having loved them endlessly.
A spell of blue love was that instant,
that left me surrendered and longing.