Under many names do they fit,
The souls mirror, Glimmering rivers or a stary sky.

It has been said that you can get lost in ones eyes,
Which is correct.

Something else that your eyes can show,
is the true you.

Behind everything you say and do,
Your eyes tell the truth.

Don't hide them,
they glimmer so pretty.

Don't look away,
They shimmer so wonderfully.

Please,
let your eyes meet mine.

Because I want to get to know you,
The real you,
Show me your eyes, show me you.

A poem I wrote some days ago in Nowegian, and so I translated it and made a drawing to go with it, hope you all like it :)