Gazing into beautiful eyes takes me to heaven
Its like finding an oasis in a desert and sanctuary
Its looking directly into the eyes of heavens delight
Your eyes tell me something and that you love me
Gazing into beautiful eyes tells me a story each time
It tells of a story of a world that's beautiful to see
How your eyes can change from softness to a raging fire
If anything they tell me of a story that still waits for me
Gazing into beautiful eyes shows me of a passion unleashed
Telling me not to worry and you're the one that I love
All that does is make me just as passionate in return
Oh how your eyes sure sparkle like the brightest stars above
Gazing into beautiful eyes now a man returns that very look
Vivid green ones looks back into yours...right there I'll melt
The message is clear that love will grow and they get closer
The love they'll share is precious and in the heart its felt
A contest entry
- Finding myself an Ap Boyfriend! by Poetic Aphrodite.
400 points, ended January 1, 2007, 3 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I'm guessing that you're a hopeless romantic. Welcome to the club.
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lovely thoughts, the last verse means a lot to me the finishing line sums up my own feelins for my better half,
ty for sharing this little beauty -
lovely
beautiful poem filled with romance!
TY for sharing and best wishes!
Lynda
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Oh myyy, how beautiful this is! Thank you so much for sharing and for being a part of the contest! Beautifully written!
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Thankyou for your most beautiful submittal to win my heart, Bella
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Great job! I really like this poem! I like how you carry the title through the whole poem. You describe everything so beautifully, and you make everything sound so pleasant. Great write!
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quick go to online...order a truck load of ink, which might last you thru next year!
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Don't write the final chapters, may there be many more wonderful chapters for you, but start the beginning chapters...for fun.
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each day there's a promise...for tomorrow is not promised. The promise when the eyes open and that world is still there...gives some incentive to go out into it...I hope that the pen doesn't run out of ink...that is my only concern, for the thoughts will always be there
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Me, waiting in line for an autographed copy of your autobiography!
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I'm not ready to write my memoirs yet...for that has a touch of finalization when there's a reflection on a autobiography...there's still a lot to write about and experience
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Your words say much, and are very passionate.
There are probably so many interesting stories in your mind and heart based on your experinces. Do you put those experiences to poem story lines! hehehe!
Or perhaps fit them into a short story!
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I've always have written my feelings, and my inspirations. In a way I'm a lot like my grandmother, who in her own way wasn't just a writer, she had a newspaper column for many years and was the greatest storyteller I've ever met in my life...that spans many years here. I've always written visually and emotionally...I have many stories to tell and can write one for each and everyone of them
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I cannot reply to your comment, but must comment again to the poem. Has AP changed? Mellowing, as anything else, has positive and negative, effects. Life is better appreciated, even if the body strength, and the ability to chase after what one desires is limited. Appreciation seems to be a key to love that withstands the elements of time.
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life is one rollercoaster ride...I've seen both sides of the streets and has learned from experience...I'd rather speak softly than to shout anyways...my voice carries and has impact...at my age, I'd rather speak softly and let the eyes talk
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Gee, perhaps a girlfriend here will dive into those green eyes of yours, and remain there to dwell in the poetic dream, that lingers behind those green eyes!
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a view from the eyes here has a vision, a vision of love...praying that vision's not a mirage, but a distinct reality...for the green eyes have mellowed over the years ())))>----%-----
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