In matters of staunch attraction,
Backed by feelings of deep affection,
Love true, in the heart is firmly seated,
The eyes of which cannot be defeated,
A heart of love on any great mission,
Transcends 20 and 20 vision.
Have we not sometimes gazed at a couple,
Whose bond appear to be double,
And with our eyes loudly wondered,
Our minds confused we have pondered,
What a might monstrous mismatch,
If only this couple I could detach.
Many things we yearn to obtain,
And we strive to keenly maintain,
Our eyes we know on our foreheads mounted,
Are first to knowledge anything sighted,
But more than a blood pumping organ,
The heart out ranks in sight any organ.
The hearts own eyes though immaterial,
Reflects yourself beyond the material,
For your heart can self-extract within yourself,
To rightly find your true, true self,
No matter how low your sounds within flow,
The cops will come knocking for it will blow.
HE looks for himself in you confessed,
For all what your eyes and mouth professed,
He will walk past all that surround you,
Not forgetting all that reside within you,
But one room he will look within only,
In your heart, where he can find you solely.
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