Drunk on eyes,that keeps me awake,nights after nights,

To read,word by word,what it says,hidden underneath the layers..

May be the owners of those eyes donot know what their eyes speak..

Some dark secrets,some fantasy,some sweet desires,some sour nights..

Some salted lethargy,some spicy dreams..

Some sultry moments eyes try to copy,not knowing they are the most sultry pair existing..

Some enchanting stories,hiding inside..

Eyes,keeping me awake for nights after nights,

Dancing in mirth,sometimes with joy, something with mockery,

Sometimes with melancholy..

Eyes hide tales, even owners donot know .

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