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Emerald eyes that shattered me
from my heart to the veins of my soul
Raging tides and volcanos from beyond
could not even come close to the emotion
that came with the first look of those emerald
eyes gazing upon me
From afar I could feel the intensity
building just knowing the emerald eyes
were glazing into my weaken soul
Amazing how only a single pair of emerald eyes
could possibly cause this burning fire within me
I wonder still why did you have to have the emerald
eyes, could or would it have been the same my love
Just a question as everything started and ended with
the look of those Emerald Eyes
Bonnie Collins
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Robert Sheridan (9/17/2008 8:08:00 PM)
Bonnie,
The eyes are the window to the soul... you write with such meaningful precision and thought. Lovely, simply lovely!
Robert |
Bob Gibson (9/13/2008 1:56:00 AM)
My wife has those emerald eyes, her beauty she must know! for she cannot disguise!
they light up my life, they melt my heart, .she knows just a glance will tear me apart
in firelight, reflections of a woman in love, in moonlight, her eyes I see heaven above
what grandly aspersions that treat my heart, one day my love our eyes they must part |
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