those bedroom eyes
the beginning of the dance
before the passions seized us
and put us in a trance
you looked at me that way
those bedroom eyes
still cause my pulse to rise
you may recall it too
the nights and tender sighs
our love could never stray
yet love always deceives
as do those bedroom eyes
they flash and hypnotize
but only tell us lies
farewell to bedroom eyes
Beauty lies in the eyes of MANY beholders. and if these beauty eyes are in the bedroom, eyes will hypnotise and emit lies.No bidding farewell. Good poem.
Love makes us perfect when we get pleasure in giving. But when it is the other way round, we feel the pinch. yet love always deceives as do those bedroom eyes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bedroom eyes