His dark eyes

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is poem is about something I thought would never happen to me.

Submitted: April 05, 2011

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Submitted: April 05, 2011

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I see them now. Those dark pretty eyes. His dark pretty eyes.

Such knowing and beautiful eyes,

Hypnotizing me with every blink.

Sometimes I wonder what he might think.

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His dark eyes seep and slither through me,

Hunting for something,

Hunting for me. I know he'll find me. His dark eyes found my secrets, They found my fears, they found my love.

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His dark eyes, the most beautiful of eyes, Saw me. The me no one even bothered to see. His dark eyes healed me, They loved me, He loved me.

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Those pretty dark eyes Are my lover’s eyes. His pretty dark eyes

Will never utter to me any lies.

They calm me still, and stop my cries.

I know God has given me a wonderful prize.


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