My Lover’s Eyes by Jyothsna Manchikalapudi
I miss you in a lot of places, even on days when it’s hard to imagine happiness.
On these days, I think of the nights we built our own space of fullness.
Drunk in the night, you stuttered to find the right words,
But I don’t need words, I can see it in your eyes.
Your sad, soulful and earnest eyes.
Say, why do you always look at me like you have dreams to share and skies to fly?
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