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