Lost somewhere

What's its craze that it makes me gaze?

What's its glaze that it forges a haze?

What's its depth that i wanna calibrate?

What's its allure that i wanna appreciate?

My conscience bids to get drowned in the stupefying eyes of yours.

            

                                                                                              -JupiterP

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