Some people give their hearts away
For a promise, an ephemeral illusion,
Some fall in love with their eyes,
Some with their circumstances,
I wish I hadn’t known about beauty
And the only thing my eyes could glimpse
Were your face close to my face.
The eyes can crave, our lives can be stuffed
With desires and expectations.
But when you come asking me to love you,
I regret the world and its turmoil,
And I wish it was just you and me,
You for filling my mind with your presence,
I for making of your world a shelter.
