I See You Standing There.

I decided to write a happier poem. It still has a little aspect of sadness, but the idea is to let the happy shine through that.

I see you standing there.
Your eyes, so deep,
Your heart, so full.

I see you standing there.
Stare into my eyes,
You can be my prize.

I see you standing there.
You're the perfect one,
My life's main love.

I see you standing there.
I'll love you forever,
Smile while we're together.

I see you standing there.
The way you make me smile,
I think I'll stay awhile.

I see you standing there.
I really want to touch you,
See how much I love you.

I see you standing there.
Say we'll be good lovers,
Maybe love each other.

I see you standing there.
I'll take your hand in mine,
Trust me, we'll be fine.

I'm in your deep blue eyes.
So take my hand
And don't let go.

I'm in your deep blue eyes.
I want you with me.
Please don't let go.

I'm in your deep blue eyes.
I'll show how much
I love you, dear.

I'm in your deep blue eyes.
Please hold on 'cause,
I'm lost without you near.

Author's Note

Enjoyy.

Reviews

[Pax Analog]

Poignantly direct plunge into the promise of the soul-pool of the desired other's eyes.

Sometimes I think it's a shell game, what we expect to find in others, but there is no denying the energy of making a strong connection, and perhaps that trouper's undying gesture is what it means to be in human form.

Your poem is a sound brave confession of needing to make that connection; human, lovely, occasionally even divine.