Through my eyes

One day I prayed to god
Asked him a special task,
I asked him to watch over me
Make sure my life would last.
He spoke to me late one night
Said “boy have you lost your mind,
Son I gave you eyes to view my world
Otherwise you would be blind”.
From that day on I soon made sure
I watched the ones I loved,
Put use to my little present
Installed in me from above.
I realized I’ve been dying
Since I first breathed in earth’s air,
Now I take time to appreciate
The way you wear your hair.
But I miss you when you leave me,
The smell of your perfume,
The way my palms get sweaty
When you walk into the room.
The way you sink into your skin
When I trace my fingers up your chest,
The way I want to learn you more
But already know you best.
The way you make me smile
When my face decides to frown,
The way I feel like I’m flying
When the world wants to bring me down.
So now every day I pray to god
And thank him for my gift,
Not the eyes he gave me to view his world
But the girl I share it with.

Reviews

[Barbara Walker]

This is such a heart felt poem. You really have a way with words and I love that line..."the way I want to learn you more, but already know you best". That speaks volumes! This whole poem says much with good rhyme scheme, flow and tone. I'm not even going to mention the typo's and spelling errors!:) Barbara
Good read!

[Constance]

You know, you express yourself well. I'm not a huge fan of rhyme- I prefer that kind of freeform that just flows out unedited- but this does a nice job of not becoming campy due to the rhyme, as many rhymed verses here do.

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Beautiful!!! Stunning piece, I loved the flow...the ebb of it. There is a story here told in the confines of poetry...Well done!
Cheers,
Helen :-)