Eyes, those two beautiful eyes
Like two stars shining in the dark sky,
Like two diamonds found in a coal mine,
The window to the world, inner and outer,
Deep, penetrating, sharp and watery,
Those eyes look wonderful to me.
Looking the world in face,
Shedding tears when needed,
Teasing and blinking in the moments of desire,
Eyes, as hot as fire.
The key to the inner mind,
All the thoughts can be read
In the language of their own,
With their lustre, the world the eyes can invade.
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