I was not looking for you
but you found me
between glances and
nuances
you bound me to you
took me hostage and
imprisoned me
with your eyes....
laughing eyes
kind eyes
that reflected your own surrender
to what might have seemed to
outsiders as a frivolous
exchange of conversation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the eyes by that time carry some other deeper desires, , , good read