The Oriental Eyes

The ORIENT, mystifying, mesmerizing, hypnotizing. A culture with thousands of years of pride. I was enjoying and praising the beauties of the land With the waterfalls, gardens of flowers. With all its different colors and scents. Making it feel like heaven sent. The women with their story telling eyes Made you stop and sigh. Then I saw this woman with a beauty so rare That with others I would not share. I found myself drowning in the eyes Of this oriental lady. The eyes wide and deep, with the Secrets that she keeps. It was like floating on a never ending stream Not knowing where it is taking you Yet enjoying the flow And deep inside you a scorching glow. It takes you to lives past And the struggles that they had to fight To make their living turn out right. It takes you to days of old, and peasants were bold And the fighting skills taught by the elderly. To protect all that they could see. (now if you think this is a lie- look into an oriental s eyes) I heard a snapping sound which brought me Out of this trance. Are you alright? You was looking into my eyes and it’s Like you became hypnotized. Yes! Yes! I am well! Its that your eyes showed me heaven and bits of hell. She laughed! And said: you have been in the sun too long In the shade is where you belong. I followed her to a house of tea. Where we conversed openly. I told her what I saw when I looked into her eyes. Is that the reason you looked to be hypnotized? She had her hair long and black Going down the length of her back. An oval face, and a short nose Dimpled cheeks to complete the pose. A smile with pearly white teeth Looking at her was a most pleasant treat. We laughed and joked all that night To a point that I cancelled my flight. I wanted to stay with this beauty so rare And with her my love to share. I stayed there for a month or two. Then she told me: I will follow you. She left with me on the u.s. flight And I married her, to my family s delight.