The wild flame of your lovely green eyes <br />has still not been extinguished, my love, <br /> has still not been extinguished! <br />In nights without stars, they glisten as two Venuses <br />in the immensity of the night, lighting my destiny. <br /> <br />Although, with the implacable passing of time, <br />the brightness of the fire of your lovely green eyes <br />became tinged with sadness, and the wild thing became fondness, <br />they still smile with sweetness every time they meet with mine. <br /> <br />My love, the wild fire of your pretty green eyes <br />still warms my heartbroken being in cold mornings, <br />when the morning nostalgia rides hopelessly, <br />looking for restless souls like mine. <br /> <br />My love, the wild fire of your beautiful green eyes, <br />a long time ago they found, by chance, <br />the hidden fire of my sad, sad eyes, <br />and they melted it in love fire for an eternity. <br /> <br />The wild fire of your lovely green eyes <br />has still not been extinguished, my love, <br /> has still not been extinguished!<br /><br />ENRIQUE ALBERTO HURTADO MINOTTA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wild-fire-in-your-eyes/
