E U N I C E

E U N I C E

by Gil Camporazo

A passing scene though
I took no notice of you
-- bit the very first time I met you.

Now the time had come:
You'd touched my life, my patient soul perturbed.
I didn't know why?

Nil covert I acted mysteriously - incongruously!
Forgetting you, the best, I thought.
Shunning you perhaps could alleviate my vague feelings on you.

All to no avail -- all in vain;
Awe! more reminiscences I'd on you.
What a hodgepodge - in my pensive mode.

Life them seems uneasy and dreary.
Love makes or unmakes it so.
You painted it with indelible inspiration's hue.

Eunice, verily, who are you, anyway?
Resisting you -- I couldn't do.
Thus, a melancholic experience - a couple of tears I shed.

A great mystery you are -- I name you.
For no words could ever define and describe you.
Why I like you! My heart throbs ambiguously.

Hallelujah! Thanks He created you!