restless by anelephantcant
I remember when her eyes were blue
though it seems so long ago
and the colour soon was washed away
when the tears began to flow
I remember when her eyes were black
she was mysterious as the night
but the dark became pervasive
and I craved the morning light
I remember when her eyes were brown
so loving deep and warm
I thought I’d found tranquillity
it was the calm before the storm
I see now that her eyes are green
enchanting as a potion
they fascinate and capture me
she is restless as the ocean
eyes come in many colours
leaf and sky and earth and coal
but I am blind to all of that
I drown enraptured in her soul
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Beautiful poem indeed.:)
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Oh B… I just love this one…
Such beautiful flow…
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I drown enraptured in her soul. ..
Capsized in the compelling feeling.
but gasping for breath.
Ooohh I do like the mood of this one.
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Splendide ! Bravo 🙂
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Merci, ma chère Gyslaine, tu me rends vraiment heureux. Bisous.
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Bon week-end Brian 🙂
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