Looking away from your eyes,
I realize the size of the rising situation.
In your eyes lie no lies
that give rise to despise or desperation.
I dare to compare anything unfair
with that glaring stare you wear.
Bright and full of wrong-less right,
their bright white glassiness contrasts the night.
Sincere fears rearing near tears
by the mere peering on clearly seen "dears" of yesteryear.
Eyes despising the realization of past situations.
Be bold and unfold your reservation.
Only good truths shall be told.
No lies spoken.
Old molds broken.
Sympathy and empathy and things causing the heart to flee.
Breathe.
One...two...three, lift your lids and see.
Hates once realized,
words you once despised,
glances once causing your very demise,
shall not be recognized in my own eyes.
If we again allow our eyes to close,
and the world around us slows,
and our instincts move us nose to nose,
we shall realize a sizable rising situation just arose.
by R. Craig David-Copyrighted 1998
By R.Craig David
The first time I truly fell head over heels for a girl, It was the first time I ever felt scared to go in for the first kiss. I knew it had to be immense and mind blowing, like 4 of July fireworks. I knew all the relationships reasons why she was scared she had already fallen too fast and felt completely powerless to stop it. i knew all the pain burned into her and the hurt from her past and why her hesitation was justified. The night I anticipated I might first kiss her, I wrote this poem in like 10 mins and brought it with me on the date. Towards the end of the night, we made our way to the roof, I read her the poem, we kissed, then she panicked and said she was too young to fall in love this hard, this soon. I never saw her again