His Raving Eyes —  A duet 

Me : The gasps in his eyes Were blinking in deep. Sighs. Whirls in the brain, Storming the carmines, Sighs. apassersby : Your beauty of wine, Drowning deep me in thoughts, Like a soaked honey date, Sweetening my tongue to red. Me : My eyes checking you Hope you don’t recognise. Oh! do. The reflectors [...]

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