I offer you my pure eyes,
To look at me and yourself,
For there is no purer love,
Than to gaze at beauty,
Through my crystal eyes,
As I offer You my eyes,
I feel YOU watching out,
Through my visionary eyes,
to behold Yourself spread out,
I am caught up in the constant Love-gaze,
Where it's You,
Looking at the world,
Of your creation through me,
And me looking at,
Your manifestation through You,
And the rays of light, that effulge,
From this place of union,
Reveal everything they touch -that all things are one
In mystic essence
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A well crafted fabulous poem...10+++