Words never is needed, nor to be heard,
When the innocence of your eyes that glares,
To form an existence you own,
A hundred words said in silence…
A picture speaks a thousand…
The luring eyes,
That looks far away to a horizon,
Longing for something loved…adored…
Something missing…yet too mystic to own,
The vagueness of human eyes solved…
And then I long…stand in front of you,
Shake you…hug you…say to you…
“Look! I am here.”
Alas! You are a mortal being,
I, a soul passing from purgatory…
Your sunken heart, that sank me in depth,
Your luring eyes forever lures me,
I stand away,
You long…I…
The vagueness of human eyes…
Alas! Never is demystified…
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