Pressed upon me
Like lightning striking the ground.
You flashed before my eyes
Like thunder across the sky.
Capturing me in amazement
Like the pleasure of star gazing.
I found myself staring,
Enticed by the beauty
In the window of your eye.
We spoke in a mintue
what takes others their whole life.
Without saying a word,
A conversation with our eyes.
Love, love, love.
I'm in love with the beauty
In the window of your eye.
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