When I look at you, Your eyes don't let my eyes, to digress elsewhere. Passionate thrill inside. is much more than Lust. No Remains behind me, and I roam in your Eyes Vein, Balls and Deep Valley just. Resembling of twinkling stars, I gaze them by each sight, They tell me about some wars, You're in a fight with every Night. Windows to enter in your Soul; Mystery of universe to unroll. Challenge to an Existence, Sensational cooling of Moonlight. Untold stories of Infinite Skies. Oh, RosY Indeed, They're cucumber on my eyes. They pull me to Encumber with your Soul. Like a dense pine forest, I walk around. I get frightened with your darkness dwelling inside, And suddenly you embrace me, with your shining Light. Now Leave it, Rose. Words of my shattered Poetry may disguise; Cause The art of speaking without Lips belongs only to your Eyes. *****
The Intoxication dwelling inside me.