They met
In the pleasant afternoon
Of the beautiful spring season,
Both of them smiled sweetly for a while,
Then being ashamed,
They tried to retreat
From each other,
But their amiable eyes were
Unwilling to recede,
Eventually they came
Very close to each other forever.
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Eyes are the windows of the soul. They can speak of one" s innermost feelings. A wonderful poem of love well expressed.