You.

You are the image of the World.
Your eyes are like two light houses
On the opposite poles.
Your nose, the tallest tower
sniffs all sort of air.
Your thin lips, the Equator
Your ears, which catch every secret murmur.
You are running around the Sun forever.
You are genius and untouchable
Oh! I am only a faded number
in your heart-calendar.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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