how beautiful it is to look
at someone and see the eternity
oozing from their eyes slowly,
engulfing you as if you are a
temple immersed in a prayer,
the prayer that trembles you but still
pacifies each part of you to become
complete. you see nothing, but how
beautifully you are part of every alphabet of
e-t-e-r-n-i-t-y dripping from his eyes
and how he creates a bridge when
you cross an alphabet,
reminding you of love not so easy,
but step-by-step you are closer,
closer to the prayer that seems ancient,
closer to the infinity that is yours
for a while and closer to the
dreams where you are a part
of universe that he creates
in his rhymes.
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