Dancing are thee’s eyes, following all the moves I make,
Grinning with joy at all the silly goof ups I make.
Radiating love at a mere tear I shed in emotions, I make
Hypnotic thy gaze when compelling me to complete what I make.
Circles and circles they roam when open mouthed a gasp I make,
Miracles in thy image, when concentrate on thy eyes I make.
Depthless in them, trying hard to reach, effort I make,
Yet only somewhere nowhere near, realisation I make.
Yet dear I am to thee, from thy eyes an inference I make,
For emote they of thee’s love, touching my heart they make.
Dancing are thee’s eyes, following all the moves I make,
Grinning with joy at all the silly goof up I make.
- Dr. Hira
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