Your Twinkling eyes
Are just Mighty spies
They Fathom my deeps
They fathom my skies ...
They smell the rain
They feel the pain
They talk the truths
They read the lies ...
They make a kill
Yet they smile n chill
And create in my heart
All hue and cries
They paint town red
They paint town blue
And create little
New pink and blues
They sing a song
They walk along
They wait till death
And beyond mortal lives ....
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