Your Eyes
Sometimes I see your eyes
Gold and green
a flash in my mind
that sets off a chain reaction
of feelings
Daydreams and longing
that have to be pushed
down below the surface
hoping they will slip away
too far for me to reach
It all lies beyond my fingertips
that once touched yours
Memories rewound and played
over and over again
are mindfully being put on a shelf
eventually left to gather dust
and yet, sometimes...
I still see your eyes
Angela Minard 2010©
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6 Comments:
i know it well. and the pushing away. sad.
beautiful poem
Angela you write beautifully. I can feel sadness of the words. Take care my friend.
Powerful, evocative words that cut to the soul. Very well written
Your words are always so touching and meaningful. They grip me heart.
Hugs to you. Touched my heart.
So, what color are Superman's eyes?
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