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Two Eyes
by Pontus Pischa Svensson
Two eyes... two ears... one nose
what more is there?
A smile... a laughter... the rising sun -
is that it? Everything.
An image - an impression that
defies comprehension...
I look upon thee and
the gate to eternity opens -
the gate to everything...
Oh, what could I compare thee to,
however unjustfully...
Poems... paintings -
sunsets or heaven itself.
On the shores they stand,
glimmering with light.
Whilst thou, my lovely,
fades away into the horizon.
As a stone compares
to the fairest of diamonds
So do they all compare
to thee.. the fairest of women.
Everything thou are,
without thee
nothing there would be.
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