Primitive
Your eyes color of eyes
You are like a woman
Looking with dark eyes
You are not like
Evening nor any flowers
You are not like
Elephants
Nor clangor in golden pagodas
Of ignorant
Gongs
nor night
Withdrawing the wheels of wagons
You are not like
The moon upon grass
Agitated with leopards
Nor negroes danc-
ing in the moonlight
No
You are not different
You are not like
You do not make me think
Of Never Forever
You do not make me think
As if As though
You do not make me remember
I look at you
I think only your eyes
Dark the color of women
Your eyes like eyes
You are like a woman
Looking with dark eyes
You are not like
Evening nor any flowers
You are not like
Elephants
Nor clangor in golden pagodas
Of ignorant
Gongs
nor night
Withdrawing the wheels of wagons
You are not like
The moon upon grass
Agitated with leopards
Nor negroes danc-
ing in the moonlight
No
You are not different
You are not like
You do not make me think
Of Never Forever
You do not make me think
As if As though
You do not make me remember
I look at you
I think only your eyes
Dark the color of women
Your eyes like eyes
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