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With eyes like piercing swords He walks through the door The glitter in his eyes makes me jitter Damn his smile what could I say Like a mime artist I'd stand watching him all day He smirks, I like it He ignores, I like it He feels like a lion, I like it He thinks he's hot and damn yeah I know it But beneath this fake mask Is a beautiful soul to ask The soul I see when our eyes meet We don't say a thing but our eyes greet When two bodies meet, they call it "making love" When two hands meet, they call it "care" When two eyes meet they call it "connection" When two lips meet they call it "passion" But when two souls meet they call it nothing but death If that is true then death is love and love is death For I will wait to meet your soul and embrace it with care, connection, passion and then make love Coz this is a fusion of the raven and a dove. - Sitara Naidu (Invincible me)