In the consequence of your eyes
I lift mine and lower them
For how can I look
Into those depths
And the unwavering softness
Guarded valiantly by your eyelashes
And not be moved
Be moved to insanity
To deapair
That my longing was not enough
But to float at the rims
Of their loveliness
And too light to drown
In their nectar depths
In a wanton negligence
I wander away
Away from the sight
The wanting
The craving
To remaiin forever a nomad
In a desert bereft
Of the consequence of your eyes
Pratip
15 October 2007
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