[1999-02-27]
The eyes are a mirror of the soul, they say. How come then that I get
lost whenever I look at you? My vision blurs when I see your eyes, and
my heart stops for an instant. The magic of your look is a disease, and
I'm infected. Yet I do not want to be remedied, I just want to come a
little closer and see you from no distance. And then, take away all that
meets the eye and just see with my heart, in the darkness.
For if your eyes truly does mirror your soul, then your soul must be a
bottom-less well filled to the brim with the water of youth, love and
beauty.
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