I will not share him. If he is not all mine,
He is not mine at all. You may have him
He is yours to keep. I will draw the line
However at his eyes; buried within
Them are the secrets of love and beauty
The music of the haunting lyric why
And they were betrothed to my eyes only
You have no right to steal them or to try
To master the language of their silence.
I alone comprehend what his eyes say.
So let your little joyous love commence
He is yours now, do with him what you may
    But you may not look in his eyes and see
    All is yours - but his eyes belong to me