HI EYES

Hi, love - hello again. Can

I peek at your eyes ?

They look like open-scented flowers.

Don't close them - JUST - blink.

Then less love.

You know they speak to me.

I know them. They

 peek at me when you think,

I DON'T KNOW.

What is that ? A tear.

Water the flower of our love,

with them.

Know your crying more. Be

silent with me. Don't

ever talk - just look. When

you think I don't know.

I like you sleepy eyes.

Rest them, But-

not for long. I want

to see them always.

from my poem book - DREAMS3