I have applied a patent for true love
Cause I think my heart can ooze it to the hilt
For me, my heart forever stays a tender dove
That flutters its wings amidst all sand and silt.

None ever could behold, there lies a figure in my retina deep.
That with its imprint cast, stays forever.
Eyelid reflections bounce back, when these eyes closed I keep.
Those close imprints in this life, am yet to savor.

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