Fireworks in your eyes

You told me about the “grand finale”:
Dozens of fireworks launched all at once,
in the sky;
the light burning into the eyes´ memory,
rapid explosions echoing throughout the body
creating short gasps of breath.
If you know the secret,you said,
You must look away, for a moment,
from the instantly blooming flowers of light,
at your lover´s eyes,
there you will see the blossoms,
reflected
in exquisitely delicate miniature;
the look upon the faces reveals
the innocence and wonder of childhood,
and shows you
a part of beauty,
you have rarely seen
and should never forget

I too had a sad sad (repitition for emphasis) experience of waking up to find lit fireworks petruding from my eyes

I felt that this 'personal' experience could be used as poetry too.

Fireworks, fireworks, they burn my eyes so
I wonder who did this, i want to know
But alas, I cannot see, just like pies (similie)
Because i have two fireworks, stuck in my eyes

Short, yet conveys wrought emotion.

ok, it is nice to see that! ;)