A poem that I wrote many years before:
The day when I first set my eyes on you,
Each of your eyes looked like a drop of dew.
Showing a fear in those dark round pupils
And a look as sharp as tall church steeples!
You began to speak but it was so rare;
Sometimes all that came from your mouth is air
Even if you spoke it was soft and mild,
With voice that sounded like a little child!
I had always wished if there was a clue
To find out what locked your lips with a glue
And I always wanted to ask you why
you were so calm, gentle, reserved and shy!
Slowly you gathered the courage to smile;
But still you were far like a lonely isle;
Shortly you began to laugh and giggle;
Not once did you shout, argue or niggle!
Like a wide, calm sea with turquoise waters
Or a big lake with fishes and yachters,
Your glance was enticing, mystic and deep
Beyond which loads of secrets were asleep!
Sometimes I wonder why lilies don’t speak
And marvel at the daisies near a creek,
Inquiring why they don’t utter a phrase;
Like you, they just remain silent and gaze!
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