Those magical eyes
Being observed
Is all you have to offer for …
Might live just to stare at them
Your eyes carry stories untold
Glad you still exist
With those same mysterious eyes
Vintage is all I feel ……
Phosphenes is what I dreamt!
Your unplanned existence
Makes me thrive for
Makes me question for….
The same way how pearl’s existence is ruled by oyster
Loving you felt like breathing
Breathing peace
Breathing a whole new life
Living a completely different world
Were you so influential ?
To be so relevant
In this wondrous sphere ?
Where emotions are just tissues that are sunk…
And if hidden it erupts….
Glad you still exist
For thought of being one and only
when all you have become is just an evocation….
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