2013. szeptember 2., hétfő

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 I love your eyes, my darling friend. 
Their play so passionate and bright'ning, 
When a sudden stare up you send, 
And like a heaven-blown lightning, 
It'd take in all from end to end. 
But there's more that I admire: 
Your eyes when they're downcast 
In bursts of love-inspired fire 
And through the eyelash goes fast 
A somber, dull call of desire...



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