When I look into your eyes
By Crystallynn Barringer
When I look into your eyes all I see is sadness
When you look in to mine you will see the same
All of our pain is hide from everyone but you
You can see my pain and I can see your
Know I know we are mean for each other
When you look in to mine you will see the same
All of our pain is hide from everyone but you
You can see my pain and I can see your
Know I know we are mean for each other
My Mistress’ Eyes Sonnet 130
by William Shakespeare
by William Shakespeare
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the
sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare
