A poem in your eyes You can fake a smile with your mouth but you can't with your eyes they interpret all your thoughts and never tell any lies like peering through a secret window into your heart I see sorrow, sometimes angst, but may love never depart the warmth and the laughter like cherry blossoms in June but the honey scented dewdrops disappeared so soon although ideas and inspiration soon make amends I can see when you're sad you think you don't have any friends in the back of your mind I notice a stiring of doubt then a new thought crossed your eyes and the old one peters out as the raindrops collide and roll down my own window pane your dimples come out and the light of hope shines forth again. Brutal immersion I feel verbally periphrastic and emphatically inflected! All the Scottish Gaelic neuters have now been rejected the possesive determiners didn't know what to do so it seems like the accusative case form is now through the suffixes stood resolute and refu...