Looking into your eyes, pools of serenity,
Those lips I have known, that I knew,
Immaculate as always, in a face of perfection,
And still I look, so as to dream of you.
Drawn back to your eyes, enchanting and deep,
Then down and down, to cheeks I have kissed,
The hair that frames, hanging so beautifully,
So much to see, so much I've missed.
Just to hear you laugh, to bathe in your voice,
To hold you so close, a wondrous Seraph,
To be with you, to be happy,
Instead of alone, with your photograph.
© Copyright 2016 Francis Berryman. All rights reserved.
Book / Science Fiction
Short Story / War and Military
Poem / Romance
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