The eyes I wish had more ties to me, for my heart for it yearns for one smart.
Please take not my love, as it rolls around your curves.
But it took the bait and my god what a chase, from here to there all I see is your face.
Eye to eye, believe me, nothing means more to I.
But please see that's not all, look I don't want to stall.
I love you, she who locked eyes with me.
Which plucked from me silent screams, as she beautifly gleams.
It may seem a selfish theme, as it is one. But I see you as the one.
Hold no heat against me please, I just wish Cupid had mercy, a look with power, those eyes had such as equal to circe.
How may I end, with a never-ending arrow I can't seem to fend.
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Author:
Thinker (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 27th, 2018 15:00
- Comment from author about the poem: I hope she knows who she is,
- Category: Love
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she knows.
I hope you tell her, people deserve honesty
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