Staring over my shoulder
Into a world of color
That I create, separate
Yet unable to match
That work of art
Which watches as I move
Pencil poised, can't think
I know you're watching
And I see those orbs
That befuddle the mind
Losing myself in pools
Of coffee brown art
A photo can not match
Or even catch the beauty
That I see shining through
As you're watching
Forever watching
My brushstrokes on the canvas
Those eyes painting my sole
With envy, because never
Never will I paint such glory
But I'll lose myself in them again
Author notes
Option #2-7. Lost.
This is about a friend of mine who has the most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen in my life. I can't even describe how pretty they are. The world's greatest artists could never make something so beautiful, if that gives you any idea. So I hope you like this poem!
A contest entry
- I wan't to get lost in your eyes by shattered logic.
440 points, ended May 13, 2007, 19 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow. I really like this. If you're referring to who I think you're referring to, then I think you captured it perfectly. Of course, you could have been writing about somebody completely different. Oh well, the world will never know...unless I ask you...and I am.
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well to start your author comments are very powerful with ended up adding to your piece.
This is well done, the flow was very nice, also with the wording. This is very descriptive and full of imagery. Just WOW i even have to say this is beautiful!!
Well done and good luck!!!!
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good
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