We sit there right across each other,
I cannot seem to look at another.
Your big bold eyes,
Make my senses arise.
Oh how I feel you piercing my soul,
Like a story untold.
I can feeling your body heat from across the room,
But your company says you are another's groom.
I can feel my heart racing each time you look at me,
Oh how I wish it could be.
I never thought my emotions could devour
A tought of you being my lover.
I sit here looking shyly at you,
Thoughts of passion falling like the morning dew.
Sweet and gentle I call your name,
But it is just a mind game.
Please hear my senses calling out,
For I wish you knew what I was about.
The distance is over-bearing,
Oh my soul is sreaming.
I look at you and pierce your eyes,
I know we can fulfil each other's desires.
But fate has separated us
So I shall leave before myself I can no longer trust.
For this feeling between you and I
Must never die.
Author notes
tender-butterfly
A contest entry
- SENSUAL WHISPERS....THE ART OF SEDUCTION by Seductive Whisperer.
875 points, ended June 8, 2007, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
This is the best I could do at this moment. Hope it is something in terms of what you are looking for....
Comments
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Sweeeeeeeeeeeet
this stirs me to feel that very emotion
it is the linger that holds on eye contact when some one sees deep into your soul finds your heart and leaves their mark
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"time you look at be" I am guess that should be "be"??
I feel the passion it is an amazing poem. I love the word choice and every line. The rhythm is beautiful too. Great write altogether. Wish I could give you gold! Good luck in your contest.
A MURDEROUS LAMENT <\33
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