Those black twinkling eyes

They were virtuous usually mapping the planet outside.

ample of expressions how hard they struggle to hide.

 Saw big visions floating in them like gentle waves in a peaceful ocean

often react beautifully to every tiny emotion

I m always curious when I saw in them a stream of gestures 

lending then black or white or vibrant textures

tears drooling reveals drain of pain

 it's certainly harsh to accept that steps are all in vain

slight dots of hope brings immense waves of happiness

little triumphs often glimpsed with warmth and fuzziness

surprised at creator how proficiently he sketched you 

pencilling you full of life with a pure hue