Never been so struck with any poem which complements the beloved’s eyes. But now with the real ones, I have been wounded! Ah! How poetic yet destructive! Such eyes! Such eyes! How innocently wild! Truly I have fallen for the eyes! For a pair of Mediterranean eyes! But it is real! I can’t tell how many poems I have read about eyes! But never believed the poet telling the truth! What might there be in a pair of eyes! I am sorry poets! I can feel sorry for things now for such eyes! It strikes the heart to stop beating, brain seems evaporate with the heating and everything moves when the eyelids moving! I know not whether I would ever again find those eyes! I would not blame anymore dear poets for your exaggeration! Please find me those eyes once more! Or lend me words to create one!
...THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING ELSE!