That Blackish Mascara
Your eyes are...
As fragile as unguent,
That my love,
always slipped,
on those frictionless eyebrows,
that blackish mascara,
is so fortunate,
to shelter in these,
misty...
As fragile as unguent,
That my love,
always slipped,
on those frictionless eyebrows,
that blackish mascara,
is so fortunate,
to shelter in these,
misty...