Magic of your eyes

The very first day I saw you
Your eyes told me you are hurt
By the guilt of an unknown pain
Which compelled you to mask your face.
I wanted to peep inside
Just to know your real self
Or maybe because I was curious
To know the mystery of your eyes.
Your eyes were piercing while serious;
They mocked at me when you laughed
With a twitch of sadness
That made me tremble in my sleep.
Sometimes when I teased you
Your eyes told me your pride was hurt
And they sparkled bright
With a killing instinct that frightened me.
Rarely you have your relaxed laugh,
And your eyes, they sparkle with delight
Of course with a mischievous tint
That told me you are happier than ever.
Your eyes showed me many things
Your happiness; your sorrows; your dreams;
Your world which you caressed with a
No entry board to every trespasser

Finally your eyes told me you know
that - I love you...

PS: Written during college days :)