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Sep 2010
Her Stare-

Her eyes were alive-
Softer than I could feel-
Intertwined in this woman was something so real-
I couldn’t explain it-
But I don’t think it’s meant to be explained-
Her touch was angelic-
Her voice like the rain-
I’ve never seen a beauty so immense-
A beauty so intense-
I’ve never thought about life and what it just might have meant-
But tonight-
She is there-
Explaining to me the secrets of the universe-
And all this with just a stare-
How dare I make a move-?
Her eyes were not to be consumed-
A passion brewed deep within her soul-
Something about this women could make me feel whole-
They say never let love define you-
It might just **** you dry-
Might steal your last laugh-
Or the last tear from your eye-
But at this moment-
This meaning was no longer there-
I was no longer in time-
No longer aware-
For true beauty stood before me-
Glancing with a glare-
“Approach you fool”-
I told my heart which was bare-
“Approach you fool”-
Love can be rare-
But tonight I admire her-
From a distance-
From a far-
Her beauty so deep-
I’m afraid to open my scars-
So I become brave and open my heart-
For she is that women-the reason for this life-
For she is that women-and I dream in her eyes-
Written by
Richard Itskovich
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