Il Est Amoureux

I can see your bare soul
When I look into your eyes.
Screaming for some undivided love
As it already sustained a broken heart once
But can’t accept another one
The flinching pain is too much
Even though his eyes never waver
From her undistinguishable face
Never cried or begged for attention
His soul weeps every day
As she could not be more of his
Then he has been to her.

© Pia Majumdar.