I would have surely get caught
in those mesmerizing eyes with
mascara radiating vivid desires
in illusion of blithe spirit that
resides somewhere inside heart
making me a promiscuous man
I would have surely thank God
at that moment that He made me
Blind
In your deep heart you know
I have set my heart on your eyes
In my heart of hearts I wish
odious desire for you to be blind
to have with you my final words of
‘Phatic Sacrament’