The color of your eyes
makes my heart spin,
a round of dance and sweetness,
halo of time,
nocturnal cradle,
and if I no longer know
everything I've been through,
it's because my eyes
have not seen you.
Leaves of the day
and moss of the dew,
reeds of the wind,
fragrant smiles,
wings covering the world with light,
breeze coming from the sea,
your love gives off all purity.
Perfumes hatched
from a brood of dawns
that always lies on the stars,
as the day depends on innocence,
the world depends on pure eyes,
and all my blood flows in your eyes.
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