Totally imaginative... and nothing to do with me....
Spied I, on her eyes
Seemed they're lost in something
Yet they encompassed every emotion
as sky over the head
Adored I, in my mind
their silent alacrity
alchemy do exist, thought myself
as I watched them blink
Deeper I thought , viscous they seemed
Harder it became to stir ma thoughts
Even aegis of her eyes
fascinated my thinking thought.
Abeyance of my constant stare
marked by her sudden turn
Left me agaped and dumbfolded
Feeling the guilt,seeking the amnesty
I turned and moved
continuing my thought, my thoughtS
of her eyes, the worthy prize.