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Gary W Weasel Jr
Poems
Feb 2010
Through the Fog of My Eyes
So I ponder an empty box,
Of brown and a simple ribbon,
And I contemplate its contents
For when I bequeath it to you.
Betwixt jewels and valuables,
I leave within a mere mirror.
And fill the box with my essence
Wrapped with forever loving care
So when the gaze enters the box
There through the box’s essence, eyes
Meeting themselves through my own light
Open up to another’s world
There she dives into the mind’s eye,
And submerges into beauty
Of mind, body, spirit, and soul
Inside an angel in disguise
A potential unknown hiding
Behind her deep blue sea eyes
In knowledge, in love, in caring,
Deep sea of everlasting warmth
For every gaze into this sea,
Warm smiles grow across my face,
And every laugh, embrace and more
Brings supreme happiness within
My heart and soul.
Written: March 13, 2007 @ 1:37 AM CDT
Written by
Gary W Weasel Jr
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