I don't look into your eyes
I escavate every amber stripe
kissing the pin wheeling crevices
a rotary ferris wheel blurring and twisting
mingling as if your eyes of auburn oil and gold
were CD-ROMs racing at light speed
breathing your heart beat with every rotation
I peer into my universe and yours
God's and the eternity in between
and my stare slips as your eyes smile with your lips
and I curl with the dimples of your eyes
the moon and the sun collapse
and paradise blooms wide
in every amber glisten of your pupil