I see the reflection of my happiness,
In your eyes,
Picture perfect,
Like a bouquet of posies,
Like a sky full of sunshine,
The thoughts in my head,
As pure gold and white snow,
The mirror reflection is indeed a blessing,
The eyes seeing do not believe,
Yet it is a reflection of myself,
The reflection portrayed in your eyes,
It makes me surreal,
But you say that is me,
The beauty portrayed in your eyes,
It is out of existence but in existence,
The love that dances around my reflection,
It is what your eyes see and what your eyes make me to be.