I love your eyes, my dear

Their splendid sparkling fire

When suddenly you raise them so

To cast a swift embracing glance

Like lightning flashing in the sky

But there is a charm that is greater still

When my love's eyes are lowered

When all is fired by passion's kiss

And through the downcast lashes

I see the dull flame of desire

Fyodor Tyutchev

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