Angel Eyes


What beautiful eyes you have?
To enchant, entrance, beguile.
A snare to the feet of guard-low maids.
Smiling and giggling all the while.

Dreaming of all those carefree days.
Meandering through rosy thoughts of happenstance.
Fooled by your charm-mans ways.
Falling from your comely trials.

Not knowing of the foolish chance.
You sly-minded devil in disguise.
Too enraptured in your seductive trance.
To look through your angel eyes.

Poor, poor maids, who fall without a challenge.
Disappoint our young Adonis.
Who seeks for the swooning lies,
To lose a girl her balance.

His trickery ne'er dare been upheaved,
By some sly-mouthed blue-eyed maiden.
Until upon me he happened to see,
What it is to be so jaded.