Eyes Swear (Edit 1)

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Edit 1: 

The face's dual spark
Keeps a swift lark.

That flits between us:
To scratch an itch,

To give feelings to affirm
 and break our prison walls.

A pupil's dark middle,
Shines a light and a warmth,
                                      
And the invisible discourse
Promises a common source.

If we stare into a stare
Or glare into it,
We'll all be laid bare
By the split-second intimate.

Yes eyes swear.
I swear it.
When I look into your eyes
I feel the lark alight.





Original: 

The dual spark
A swift lark

Promises the bridge
To itch the itch

Feeling to affirm
Not soft but firm

Crash through the wall
Budge unbudgeable ball

Light so bright
In eye's middle night

Breathes warmth
As home's hot hearth

Uncountable lanterns
Speak loss and returns
Scream envy and yearn
Wink long and take turns

Glare into the stare
Or stare into it.
You'll all be laid bare,
split-second intimate

Invisible discourse
does promise a source.

Yes, eyes swear until hoarse:
Of course there's a source!