Look At Me Poem by Afrooz Jafarinoor

What's come over you
That your looks are afloat in sorrow?
What's come over you
That your familiar speech of affection
Is as weary as mine
With a stranger in a routine?
Look at me darling
Not like death in its last look of sorrow
At its victim
But like a baby
In its first look
When it sees the world pretty
Just as mummy!
A flame quivered in me
For the cold breeze of your eyes!
Isn't a look of death enough for me,
From which there's no escape?
I'm alive, alive, alive,
Darling make me further revive,
From your warmth don't deprive me!