untitled poem attemt. let me know what you think

[salithox]

the first time I saw her eyes,
Her beady little eyes,
They were surrounded with life and luster
Then they grew from beady to full
Wonderful and mind boggling
As you stare at me
I get lost staring back
Then I see the flames,
Flames that burn the walls down
The mental walls of your beady little eyes
Your very beady…. Full beautiful eyes.

This poem isn’t much of a poem, cause I don’t know how to write a poem let alone anything that makes senses or is good for that matter.