the EYEA Poem by dead poet 79
The Eye Holds all the beauty within. The gate way to the soul So, they say. As, I gaze into her eyes My heart sinks deep Into my chest. My shoulders slump And, my stomach has Butterflies in it.
Her Eyes are not Only the gate way to her soul, But, also The stairway to Heaven. All that is good Lays in her soul. Every thing Seems clearer. I am at total ease When she is around.
The Eye Once more Is the most majestic Part of the human body. Everyones tell a different Story. A story of love Heartache Pain Suffering Loneliness Togetherness Love Hatred. Every emotion On the face of the Earth.
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Added on February 27, 2009 Authordead poet 79Knoxville, by way of Chattanooga, TN, TNAboutI'm 29, have been writing for over a decade now. Inspirations, Charles Bukowski, Edgar Allan Poe, Slyvia Plath, Music, and everyday people on the bus. more..Writing
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