Soulful is how I first described your eyes
And souls don’t ever die, you know
I’ve been reading you for a long time now
You’ve been letting me look right into you
And glimpse serene Wonderland through your eyes.
Galatea of the spheres – Salvador Dali
You weren’t born to be world-weary or even worldly-wise
Please, don’t grieve so much… I so much want to keep you from shattering
But perhaps paradise must weather its hailstorms and snows too
Still, when winter is here, can spring be far behind?
I’m waiting. I miss your soulful eyes.