Diamond Eyes Poem by Jojoba Mansell

It’s hard to tell what’s in your mind,
your eyes will never tell.
What are the thoughts within your head?
Do you gaze on heaven or stare at hell?

At times they sparkle, two cut diamonds,
sometimes they’re cold as ice.
To spare myself from grief or trouble,
keep clear is the best advice.

But when those eyes aren’t icy,
and their frost has thawed away.
I see those diamonds sparkling,
they tell me I should stay.