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Restless Eyes

In the depths of a candlelight , in the hours of a lover's night

When eyes felt heavy and worries quivered out of sight

I remembered a caress, when sins were deemed right

When the shimmer of your eyes with warmth they used to ignite

 The feeling each touch of yours aroused

that immortal rapture which leaked from a kiss of thine

drenching me with ecstasy until my desires tasted divine

When every second lingered with a thought of you,

You danced the hours of my stress on breeze that blew

The sun in my clasp closer than a rose to an early morning dew

a feeling that first flickered with flames then a fire it grew

could heavens be as blissful? I wondered but never knew

the only one you remain

that can soothe away anguishes dwelling in the evocative vein ,

of which a mind

With burning insides and a tear it hides

 can't help but turn Away as though blind

does darkness stay when thine sun surmounts in pride ?

  Even if my malady was a fever if classified

I shall count each seethe of tear as I cry

For nostalgia burns and soon bandages will dry

Until above me watches none but your eye

Ease me with a remedy, softer than a melody

“ oh, love ! Lies where the sorrow of thy ?”

Is it the fever or is it the chime in your lullaby ?

That holds the consolation of the other dark world

From the lids of a restless eye, of an anxious lover , oh my!

One that seeks relief in the cliffs of a wink

but from slumber it hides, for deep it won't sink

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Submitted on December 18, 2013

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