Your Eyes Make My Universe

It's your eyes That makes my universe. If I look at sky I see your eyes shining there. If I look at flowers I see your eyes smiling there. If I see dream I see your eyes dancing there. Your eyes So tiny, so insignificant Yet how could they hide an entire physical universe? How could they make me forget Existence of Sun moon river and stars? How could they make me forget Even my own existence? You know, I am happy That I cannot feel my existence In your presence. If I can own divine smile of your eyes Why would I desire something less desirable?