Goblet of eye
I don’t care who you are
Doubtlessly, far we are
But still in your eyes
Entangled; I’m fly
What are you?
Tarantula?
You are a murderer.
Eyelashes, mascara
Far apart; Spartans
The white of the apple
The snow, avalanche
Then blue like sky
But ocean with the moon
With halo of cirrus
In center I see cave
Dark and deep
That’s my hell.
I ignore cheeks and the lips,
Who cares for your nice chin?
I’m drunk with your eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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