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Awaken!!

Awaken!!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Awaken eyes touch.
The look of love
A heart adored.
A look of anger
A heart scorned
A look of sadness
A heart that weeps
That look.. a smile
A happy heart!
Awaken eyes touch.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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All it takes is a look and we know... you've captured many an emotion in this piece, Andrew... the observations of a married man :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

lol FT yes you can pick the body language through the eyes lol
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alf
Hi Andrew. A very sensual write from that wakening perspective and wondering what lies ahead . . . fo the day . . . for the week . . . and even perhaps . . . for eternity!!! Now we are left, what happened next . . . NO!!! better to leave that our imagination!! alf

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thanks alf I'll think of something lol
alf

9 Years Ago

I have NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO doubt about that!!!!!!!!!!!!
We soon know how the land lies from that first morning look Andrew. Are we still in the dog house or are we redeemed?


Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Always outside looking in john lol
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B
Romantic and a brush of love strokes these words ...... Streaming down a smooth river
With the sun setting
A beautiful lover in sight

And serenity all around ..... on board a heart filled with love
Many words withheld waiting for the right time

LOVELY

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

One can be touched visually by the eyes without being touched physically lol :):)
B

9 Years Ago

True that .....

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Added on May 6, 2015
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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