While those beautiful pair of eyes gaze
Into a universe of another pair
Your beautiful pair of marbles
Traverse across the frame, where they stop and stare
Have you ever reflected, my dear
On the possibility
Of another pair, locked onto you?
And then some more, until eternity?
While you notice, notice you, that you are being noticed?
By a few physical pairs...
And by another handful of metaphysical,
Do you sense them transfixed on you?
Into a universe of another pair
Your beautiful pair of marbles
Traverse across the frame, where they stop and stare
Have you ever reflected, my dear
On the possibility
Of another pair, locked onto you?
And then some more, until eternity?
While you notice, notice you, that you are being noticed?
By a few physical pairs...
And by another handful of metaphysical,
Do you sense them transfixed on you?
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