Martha, Stalker's daughter:
[She is reading a book, by the window]
I love those eyes of yours, my friend. Their sparkling, flashing , fiery wonder. When suddenly those lids ascend, then lighning rips the sky asunder; You swift glance, and there's an end. There's greater charm, though, to admire When lowered those eyes divine in moments kissed by passion's fire; When through the downcast lashes shine...
Martha, Stalker's daughter:
[she puts the book down and recites the poem by heart, silently]
I love those eyes of yours, my friend. Their sparkling, flashing , fiery wonder. When suddenly those lids ascend, then lighning rips the sky asunder; You swift glance, and there's an end. There's greater charm, though, to admire When lowered those eyes divine in moments kissed by passion's fire; When through the downcast lashes shine The smoldering embers of desire...
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