There is an interest in his eyes
Deep inside those brown pools of wonder
Inviting my attention
I smile
Deep inside those brown pools of wonder
I find comfort
I smile
My imagination runs wild
I find comfort
Lost without intuition
My imagination runs wild
Those eyes take me places
He gazes at me intently
Inviting my attention
He smiles
There is an interest in my eyes.
About Me
- MsFreshBananaPuddin
- I got my name from a bad pick-up line and I often bust out in random dance moves. I started this blog to vent and I feel better, thanks. MsP
9 comments:
Wow...I'm digging this one.
Nice
Awww shit this is really nice!!!
MsP what are you waiting for?!
Nice poem. Very soft.
wow....
first time here...very nice
i likes
ok, I'll admit I like both you blogs. They are truly nice.
Thanks for the love on this page. I know I don’t pay it as much attention as my other blog, but I am working on another short story…coming soon…
MsP
loves it! i keep forgetting you are a writer too. so many talented women on the web.
The natives are restless...
Very nice poem, I love how you captured the circular loop of the mutual attraction with the way you repeated phrases. This one made me smile.
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