You love me with your eyes
and reach the deepest well.
The slightest of a moment
may birth a new love cell.
You touch me with your eyes
ravishing my senses anew
not allowing a relaxed void
I treasure the radiance of you.
You warm me with your eyes
and glow a luscious hue.
my kaledoscope of feelings
erupts for the world to view.
You coat me with your love
like soft rain from the skies
making me beam and shine
when you love me with your eyes.
2 comments:
The eyes are the mirrors of the soul...to love with your eyes is the deepest form, yes? Awesomely penned, my friend!
Hugs!
Chris
He gazes into my eyes and my knees go weak.
I am no longer in control of my senses.
A life time of searching could never bring me to this peak.
As when I close my mouth and listen to his eyes speak.
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