How sad it is
That you do not realize
The love that is here for you

If only you choose to
Turn your gaze toward me.

She gazes at the moon in solemn wonder

Contemplating this journey of never ending bends

Hands cradled at her side, a tear trickles from her eye

And she hopes that this journey will soon be over

I felt his gaze
Upon my face
Let low my eyes
Felt rumbling butterflies
No, it was not for me
Or may be
I looked again to see
But gone was he
Was he really eyeing for me
Or was it the other
The one standing behind me
I walked away thinking
To spend my night drinking
In a distance I saw him
Wasn't clear as it got dim
I felt injected
By his gaze
So intoxicating
Full of amaze
The urge to see him again
To drown in his eyes again
Putting my head back
To relax with my latte
Felt someone touch my neck
Startled I ****** back
Hitting my head on the side rack
I saw him smiling
Oh what a timing
He asked to join in for latte
Admitted his gaze
That left me in ablaze...


©sim

beautifully serene; waiting to be seen
through the eyes of those who wander
through the mystic night, it brings
about the change of turning paths

And crossing roads that may or may not cause the words to repeat,
spinning and dancing across oceans
of well-constructed thoughts that fall,
into the waiting ears of the world

But only in those who have seen
the nature of all, and the singularity of everything;
only then can you witness the truly awe-inspiring world that
was hidden behind the gaze of those unseeing and unbelieving