Blooming in your eyelashes
The rarified abundance
Of thy Beauty
Could fill all the emptiness in the world
It's the wordless magnetism,
Blooming in your eyelashes
In a room overflowing,
With splendid and boisterous Beauty,
Yours is so quiet,
it embraces me so loudly,
Voluminously,
And amazingly I don't feel so shy,
Nor as lost within myself
Thinking of you,
My eyes well within me
Microcos
