Eyes like the sky so much passion, so much peace, so many dreams.
I couldn't stop staring, why do they paint so much pleasure?
The way you observe the world seems mysterious.
It's like you are so quickly falling for all allure.

Roses chase raindrops to be rose hips, just like that I may chase your eye.
Rose hips may don't have a scent but can't they yet please?
You may think I left prestige but wouldn't it be a lie? ...