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They say the eyes are the windows of the soul;

If what I see in yours are true; then I’m willing to go mine for gold;

‘Cos it’s hard to imagine that heat in the midst of so much cold,

Or maybe it isn’t that hard at all.

Not the kind of ‘heat’ that leads to sweaty bodies and loud groans,

But the kind – that makes a house a home.

10 responses

  1. Short, direct, Precise and Lovely

    May 7, 2012 at 5:19 pm

  2. babyada

    So much left unsaid yet so much said. Hmmm…
    But those eyes up there…

    May 7, 2012 at 6:19 pm

    • Yeah. They had the same effect on me.

      Thank you!

      May 7, 2012 at 7:00 pm

  3. Gretel

    Wow,the difference is clear…Me,I am both 😀

    May 7, 2012 at 10:53 pm

    • Really?!?!

      You know they say the proof of the pudding is in its eating…


      May 14, 2012 at 9:14 am

  4. Deep thoughts in simple words. I like this!

    May 11, 2012 at 4:31 pm

  5. Lovely piece..Mehn! One could drown in eyes such as those up there..Ashwarya is the first one ba?..

    May 12, 2012 at 6:44 pm

    • Yeah. She is. Trust you to see something like that!

      Thank you!

      May 14, 2012 at 9:10 am

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