In your eyes...

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    In your eyes...
    In your sad eyes...
    I can see the pain in your heart,
    I can see the teardrops of your pasts,
    I can see the whisper of your anguish,
    That for years, your life languished.  
    For the past love that came along
    That drove you mad for so long
    When your heart opens for anew
    Enormous love that promises you
    Everlasting happiness guaranteed to you
    That never ever forsake you
    Even death only separates you
    Your eyes then are emitting
    Colorful lights are flickering
    From your eyes vividly glowing
    The faithful love you are wishing
    So come to me my love
    With love you are yearning for
    A sole love to lock up
    No one breaks us apart
    I surrender to you my heart
    Please keep it intact
    When one day comes to depart
    To bid goodbye on your lap
    Having last moment to breath
    And boarding on the ray of death....
    I can see the pain in your heart,
    I can see the teardrops of your pasts,
    I can see the whisper of your anguish,
    That for years, your life languished.  
    For the past love that came along
    That drove you mad for so long
    When your heart opens for anew
    Enormous love that promises you
    Everlasting happiness guaranteed to you
    That never ever forsake you
    Even death,from me, only separates you
    Your eyes then are emitting
    Colorful lights are flickering
    From your eyes vividly glowing
    The faithful love you are wishing
    So come to me my love
    With love you are yearning for
    A sole love to lock up
    No one breaks us apart
    I surrender to you my heart
    Please keep it intact
    When one day comes to depart
    To bid goodbye on your lap
    Having last moment to breath
    And boarding on the ray of death....

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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