Your eye-lashes they act as cloaks
For your telescope eyes
Your eyes they point skywards
Transmitting mockingbird's call to the skies
With the shudder of your boots
Moon-dust reach the roots of the neighbourhood's favourite tree
Be friends with me
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Hyacinths hypnotise
Your black hair is pushed back
Any colour or trace of the sun-ray's race
The television's flickering
the frequency you're giving off is a powerful thing
Tell me why does love fly in, fly out
When you're barely looking?
I was not looking
The anchor clanks
Your heart sank
Your body locks
Your ship it has docked
New life has found the island
And you're stuck
On the island