Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm > Writing | WritersCafe.org

A tribute to my Muse............

A poem about standing still in life and doing nothing................

The power of the eyes...............

Why do we never seem to want what we have....................

So I watch the beating of your pulse hypnotize my eyes, admiring your sleeping peace from afar..............

Unspoken words lie deep within the caverns of your heart...............

Endless streams of enticing mist flow from deep within...............

There are tantalizing visions of an era long forgotten by the ones who remember the days..............

Exquisite chains of unseen hours all lie in fantasies...........

The sweet elusive fragrance of dancing butterflies, flows gently from the corners of my memory............