Ice warmed to the brink of blue,
I freeze, clasped with wondering pleasure
in the cloudy, opaque eyes
that are never mine.
They were never mine.
Your smiles stir me,
twisting my longing
into complicated patterns.
You stare enchantedly
just to the left
of my expectations.
You tempt me
into fantasies built on
far-fetched illusions.
Over-ripe and weak with lust,
I'm deliciously heady at the thought of you.
Close my eyes and I must,
I must not covet.
I close my eyes and I must,
I must not desire.
Author notes
Option OO1, "You don't see me."
Ohriginality
A contest entry
- Anti-Gravity Love Song by Xombii.
600 points, ended September 20, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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There is so much passion in this poem.
I love having people write about love without it being cliche, and this is a beautiful example of it. The sensations in this poem leap off the page, I want to see this person that you covet XP
You stare enchantedly
just to the left
of my expectations.
[though enchantedly should be enchantingly]
Those are my favourite lines.
Thank you for entering!
♥
Lish
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Oh, he is a beautiful piece of work
Thanks for you comment! I did mean enchantedly though. I meant it like, he's enchanted at what he's looking at, not that I am enchanted by his stare. (although that is in fact also true!)
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