Trip in blue eyes

Visiters:

I travel through her eye, by my ancient ships

I am the invader of this clearance, this gentle water

I travel through morning, jasmine morning

And your eyes do know that I will be traveling for centuries

I create island and drown others to take your attention

I am the one who is ready to travel to the unknown

Those are my ships’ ropes; how do you dare to call them eyelashes?

You started questioning while all my sailors are drunk

“How long is he going to sail? Forever? this is crazy?”

I will throw my anchors to the sea, if my ships tried to move

And I will be glad to sail my ships to unknown ports

At least of I did not get back, people will say

“he ended up in her eyes”