Your eyes..

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    Your eyes..

                          I'm swallowed....
                                 by their blue abyss..
                          So- compelled to know 
                                 how deep they really are..
                          Afraid of all that I might miss....
        
                          So..I stay longer-
                                 to linger in their truth..
                          Quickly and typically I look way..
                                 so that I remain aloof-

                          They shimmer back at me..
                                to reassure of their hope and integrity

                          Clearly..I do see when I look in..
                                I'm drawn to a rest and to give in..

                          I want to look forever..
                                soak in all that there is to know..
                          As I open the windows to your soul..

                           
                           

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    ansari commented on Your eyes..

    05-18-2010

    Eyes are the deep oceans of emotion. sometimes calm, sometimes storms, beauty, desire, hope, anger you have focussed on a topic which is the heart of the soul. Desire, longing and all the emotions in your poem. you are so creative. i love it.
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    DeepEclipse commented on Your eyes..

    12-15-2009

    The eyes speak louder than the toungue. Giving secrets freely to those that look. Such power within a stare. All is calm and normal....until the glance. Then time slows and focus becomes serious. Ah I like the perspective of this write. Yes...much within the eyes. That lead to even more within the soul.
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    SpiritSong commented on Your eyes..

    07-25-2009

    Completly full and deep in creativity and direction. We are lead through the eyes and miss nothing hidden in the spirit . i love this poem Amare..thank you for the journey through the eyes that peer through the windows of the soul...we saw...we felt..we understood the deep things of the spirit..great work..and a wonderful piece..
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    dahlusion commented on Your eyes..

    06-04-2009

    This is creativity in all of its perfection, beauty, and imagination. " Quickly and typically I look way.. so that I remain aloof-" —— this line is so honest, it's like peering through glass.
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    Amare13

    06/29/2009

    Thanx so much for your comments..Amare

    HarverTomsson commented on Your eyes..

    06-04-2009

    Loved, simply loved, the irony of your first line. Little iris never knew "her" power. But if you are straight, some guy's gaze mesmerized. Ah, the way of a man with a maid. This piece is so magically romantic and filled with hope.
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    Amare13

    06/13/2009

    Thanx for the comments!!! Amare

    Amare13

    06/13/2009

    Thanx for the comments!!! Amare

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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