His eyes narrate a hundred stories
Which go back in time
Further in ages and centuries
As they stare deep into mine.
Even if I look away,
The curiosity and restlessness stay
Within me to constantly bother
And let these thoughts in me foster.
Even in a few seconds of visual lock,
A hundred of thoughts come to knock
The door of my brain and enter with no block;
Clear enough to be able to talk.
Inspired by a vision I saw when I listened to the audio of this reel again today:
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