There is something in your eyes,
Something cavernous and concealed!
Would you ever let me know of it,
Or you keep it a secret until you die?
I know that you want me to know it too,
Yet some sort of barrier is stopping you ever,
As if unearthing the secret would be harmful for me!
As if I would lose you forever after knowing the truth!
Perhaps when the apt moment appears,
You would smilingly enlighten; let me wait!