I am happy
Still, I love this eye
The gaze sharp as a Bistoury
and only mine knows why
With an absolute mystery
You put me up high
Don't lead to misery
by sweating a lie
though I'm hot history
Your cold heart smile
catches the dates faulty
In the cafe also calendar bundle
The art of living ivory
your open eye's style
unforgettable what you see
Regrettable Your blink cycle
yet lock eyes and hold the key
It is not the end yet final
You are a complete dictionary
Yet not begun what's the title
Love measured in binary
Teardrops rolling a little
You are extraordinary
your kindness is brittle
I, Sigh my eye high
you own two yet you are single
for the love is in my.
What is the door behind the lids closing simple
Your eye in itself is a poetry
Still, I am in love with this eye
That just traps my reality
And transcends me to the heavenly sky
I love the open eye
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
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