Michael's eyes

Michael's eyes are so precious;
As the most valuable objects of gold;
Michael's eyes have a shine without end;
That hypnotize me when they look at me;

And no matter if they are hidden;
Behind the beautiful sunglasses;
Michael's eyes are so pure;
Like some of their looks lost;

Where my delirium I atropelas;
When I see Michael's eyes;
I see two beautiful stars and perfect;

I am now writing a sonnet;
Well remembered those beautiful diamonds;
Michael's eyes even brighter;

The end!