And I the dream of your
Eyes…
When the twain shall meet
My eyes looking into your
Eyes…
At that point of perception
Our dreams will attain
Divine Realization.
No more a fantasy
But all so real and true
Of you beholding me
In the cradle of your
Eyes…
And I blossoming ~
In your radiant rays
Like a sunflower
Soaking up your warmth
And gazing at you mesmerized.
As if to me, you are
The morning glory
Of the beautiful sunrise.
