When I look into your eyes,
I wish to love more.
I’m trying to undress myself
To make my thought visible,
I’m trying to blind you to my sorrows,
I’m trying to figure out the darkness invisible
Between our unintended errors,
I’m trying to stay away from gossips
On the arch of ladys’ feet,
I’m trying to walk you across the hardships
above the eyebrow to feel great,
I’m trying to be the cell phone
You dial for an important date,
I’m trying to be the stone
You wield to skip across a lake.
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