The Girl with the Faraway Eyes

Kevin Michael Bloor

I’ll sing you a song; it won’t take me long
to rhyme and to romanticize.
I’ll paint with just words, sing sweet as the birds
of the girl with the faraway eyes.

I met her in France, where all true romance
is started, then ended, so dies.
Her heart I had won; knew not she would run:
the girl with the faraway eyes.

She taught me to love this nymph from above.
Like goddess, she wore a disguise.
Came into my life, as lover, not wife:
the girl with the faraway eyes.

We parted too soon, star-cross'd ‘neath the moon.
With sorrow she stained all my skies.
Long years though apart, she lived in my heart:
the girl with the faraway eyes

I long for her still, with heart she did chill,
by breaking it, with all the ties.
I’ll find her one day; next time she may stay:
the girl with the faraway eyes.


  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 11th, 2022 01:48
  • Comment from author about the poem: for Lorraine
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 11
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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  • L. B. Mek

    you make it look so effortlessly easy
    showcasing, such practised skill..
    thanks for sharing, dear Poet
    (I read and learn)

    • Kevin Michael Bloor

      Thank you LB. Sometimes the poems flow fast as a stream. Those days are delightful, just like a dream. Again, thanks for your support. 😊

    • tallisman

      Great! Really enjoyed this.

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