begin with the eyes, move downward and away
romance-rocked lashes, don’t say we didn’t warn you because
even now I am sure, so so sure.
amor, amour, Liebe, amore, влюбленность,
try every language you know and still there is no definition, no pronunciation
half as descriptive as it should be.
leave rome to the romans and romance to the romantics, we are
everybody's envy.
so if you want to try stargazing well perhaps you should look through me --
since the stars in your eyes might be reflected, if my retinas are mirrors.