Her Eyes Twin Pools - by J.W Johnson
"Her eyes, twin pools of mystic light,
The blend of star-sheen and black night;
O'er which, to sound their glamouring haze,
A man might bend, and vainly gaze.
Her eyes, twin pools so dark and deep
In which life's ancient mysteries sleep;
Wherein, to seek the quested goal,
A man might plunge, and lese his soul."