Your eyes speak the name Your eyes that scream in different shades of color I havent seen before Your eyes sit on the constellation one of which is also called soul of the universe An inquisitive artist would take a breath or two Just to look at them An empty minded imbecile wouldnt notice at all I could say, I am in love with you. But I wont because truthfully speaking Im not Still, I would spend the rest of this lifetime Writing about how God, for once, made an artless masterpiece And in times of loss and grief You will wake up happy again Happier even N
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