IN YOUR EYES .... MY LOVE

IN YOUR EYES .... MY LOVE

A Poem by Mary Fioratti

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

IN YOUR EYES, MY LOVE



Yesterday I looked into your eyes
my love
and they told me so much
with your expression
so unique and true
 
and in that singular moment
all ours
our hands magnetized
in an eternal lock
wordless
 
an ethereal link was created

true, inimitable
sweating out of our pores

Yesterday I looked into your eyes
my love
and I realized so clearly
 with an imbedded tenderness
your purity
 
you are so real

in your gestures
you surrender to me
absolute and complete
no marks or lies
 
(We both speak in our silence
filled of thoughts
and this has happened for so long!)

 

Yesterday I looked into your eyes
my love
and confessed this feeling
so ingrained in me
naked in your arms (and so yours!)
 
Your manly and beautiful hands
strong and guiding
anxious and enduring
 
Yesterday I looked into your eyes
my love
inundated  myself  in truth
Isn’t the way it has been forever?
you the  eternal port of my dreams?
 
(I am yours, you know and know that well!)
 
Yesterday I looked into your eyes
my love
and saw myself reflected in your iris
I stroked your face, your hair
pulled your chest and against mine
 
(We just stood there in silence
perpetuate this feeling)
 
Ah!
those eyes, my love!
They tell me so much!

 

 

Mary Fioratti

 

© 2011 Mary Fioratti


Author's Note

Mary Fioratti
This poem is dedicated to someone that every day make my life special, with love, caring, understanding deeply my heart.

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This is so very beautiful in every way. Nicely written and set up. Amazing write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL, ROMANTIC, AND CREATIVE. YOU PAINT A PICTURE WITH WORDS AND IT'S NOT HARD TO IMAGINE IT ALL IN MY HEAD. VERY BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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