her eyes are <br />green flirtations <br /> <br />like maps of <br />her geography <br /> <br />gold borders <br />surround her nation <br /> <br />and the legend to <br />her topography <br /> <br />my own blue eyes <br />are satellites <br /> <br />in orbits she <br />has captured <br /> <br />with the gravity <br />of her delights <br /> <br />and a smile <br />which enraptures<br /><br />John Kipling Lewis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/globes/
