Raise your eyes
Let me search their depth
To find my lost heart
The dark lake
Of your eyes dreamy black
Speaks in the silent breath
In their mysterious darkness
I have lost my path
And lying there with thirsty stress
Flutter your lips
Let me search their cave
How their honey drops
Make my heart a slave
The twin rosy petals
Grow the battles
And the horses of my heart beat
Rush like mad whirlpools
They lovingly rattle
My whole to make a mess
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