An usual eye


(Víctor Lemes)

Lucky boy, that one over there.
Nobody knows when one's lucky enough,
'Til someone tells him he is.
At the moment, he has no clue

About it; though I do hope one day he will.
I shall be nothing now, for the time being,
As long as the very same boy stands there,
Right next to his lucky charm.

He does not
Neither do I know how she really is,
And that might be the great deal of it:

Being eager to decipher what those eyes might hold inside;
Decoding the memoirs they shine,
Wondering which colours they really are.

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