closed eyes
notice it from under eyelashes,
of what didn't see
wide open.
you are like the statue
of carved heroes, and you are making
a profit when I am looking.
at your classical profile.
give the bow to me,
and the arrow with the cupid.
I will dropp it in your
direction and I will hit.
don't forget to close eyes.
from under eyelashes you will see it,
of what you didn't notice,
when they were wide open.
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