Deep, unending pools of tenderness
Clouded, by the confusion of untended emotion
And swirling thought,
Windows into his soul,
Betraying what lies beneath;
the still surface of our lives
At times, orbs of embracing warmth
Flowing forth, with clarity
Sometimes, as cold as ice
Trapped; within a vice of chilling fears
Frozen there, I see the tears, begging for release.
I can see you on the other side
of these frozen walls of your own design,
Staring through those clear, unending pools
I lose myself, trying to find
The meaning behind, the feelings that I know are there
Only hidden; behind those clear and caring eyes
And now I find, that I just can't survive,
Unless I see myself reflected there
In the caring, unending pools of your eyes.
Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 5:15 PM UTC
Deep, unending pools of tenderness
Clouded, by the confusion of untended emotion
And swirling thought,
Windows into his soul,
Betraying what lies beneath;
the still surface of our lives
At times, orbs of embracing warmth
Flowing forth, with clarity
Sometimes, as cold as ice
Trapped; within a vice of chilling fears
Frozen there, I see the tears, begging for release.
I can see you on the other side
of these frozen walls of your own design,
Staring through those clear, unending pools
I lose myself, trying to find
The meaning behind, the feelings that I know are there
Only hidden; behind those clear and caring eyes
And now I find, that I just can't survive,
Unless I see myself reflected there
In the caring, unending pools of your eyes.
If you read this dear, I'm sure that you can tell that it's about you. I could stare into your eyes for an eternity and find myself wishing that time would stop just so I could spend an eternity reflected in your deep brown eyes.
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