He looked at me-
wide brown eyes open,
the gaze a physical caress
on my warming cheek;
for his mouth to open
a word to say…
He did not-
Neither was it necessary
my mouth to open
words to fashion
For it was all there;
In his eyes, my eyes
the longing and rapture
Desire and need;
all was fully written
On both our faces…
GayUganda 18 March 2008 aw, forgot the dedication... To Princess!
Go and edit in the dedication. Duh!
How's Willow these days?
you's realy a bad dude. Anyone ever told you that????? Guess they all got tired of telling you.
PS. I re-edit
Hello again, Guggy! :D
I know I'm bad. Very, very naughty in fact. People tell me constantly. I have an cheeky twinkle in my eyes.
No one seems to have tired of telling me yet but I always enjoy it more when it's new people telling me. So thanks. Lucky me. ;)
Hmmm, I've never had a poem dedicated to moi.
But, I daresay E and I haven't progressed to that level (and might never-)
"Desire and need;
all fully written on HIS face."
See, I was thinking of someone, about ten this morning and the poem came to mind.
Then, went to your blog princess, and thought, wow, ... think alike. So, i decided to post it!
So, no, was not about you and the mysterious E!!!
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