Your eyes feel everything

They open the most secret rooms of my soul

Even the back doors, the one's I don't even know about

Around me and through me

X-ray vision, finding broken parts

Mending and warm

Soft, but never missing a detail

Perceiving and thoughtful

Sometimes, hidden behind dark glasses, for not all the world to see

They are my rocks, they hold me up

Never looking or letting me down

Always lifting me up

They burn me at times

As I smolder in their intensity

Other times, they hold me as I fall fast asleep

But these eyes know all... all the parts of me