5 You wooed me with your eyes, Not with your words, As if your eyes had words to answer me, To ask, to punish, and to give rewards, To flatter and to promise and to tease. You wooed me with your words, Not with your eyes, As if your words had eyes to follow me, And hands to touch me in my nameless nights Until the blinding wave below my skin. Without you now, I have your words of eyes. I have your eyes of words, blue, without you. I do have without you My blinding nights And silent days to think of how you woo.


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