Covered under,
Only the dark, but beautiful eyes that I can see,
Say, who is she?
If says she not, answers not,
Let me, let me ask her,
Who are you,
Who are you, my darling,
What your entity, what your identity,
May I ask you?
A portrait of an artist
And the artist as a young man,
No, no, young man not, woman
And she hearing,
Smiling,
Going
And moving away.
“That too without the comments, friend? ”,
Ask it not my friend,
Yea, no comments.
“No, comments”.
Yea, said to you, no comments.
No comments, friend.