Some words that are entangled in
my heart,
that keep peering through my eyes,
sometimes hastily and sometimes
unintentionally,
are, my dear, awaiting some voice,
i know, you are aware of that and
you keep peeking into my eyes
every now and then, just for a second,
so that you can somehow find the
meaning of the song that my eyes
play.

Some words are also entangled in
your heart,
that keep peering through your eyes,
sometimes hastily and sometimes
unintentionally,
and they keep asking for words,
you too know that i am aware of that and
i also keep peeking into your eyes
every now and then, just for a second,
so that i can somehow find the
meaning of the song that your eyes
play.

Such is our affair, my dear!
Our only secret that is
hidden from the curious world.

Piyush Dey

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