Those eyes

Love the way your eyes say it, 

When you look on to the sky like a cute little kid loaded with questions,

Questions which are simple yet deep,

Don’t know yet what’s there to unwind, what they searching for,

Or may be they don’t even know what they looking for,

All I would say is, if you would hold, 

stand and stare/ look at me, 

not everything but I can promise be some good part of what they’re looking for..