Treasure Island

Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel

(11.06.1960 / Philippines Manila)

such strange blue eyes


Such Strange blue eyes


Such strange blue eyes
Yours!
Are having their effect on
Mine!
Dear, can you tell me why?

From the very moment
I got burned by their blue light
My feelings were like a tidal wave
Overhelming my soul!

Am I lost to heaven or hell?
Are we angels or demons?
Who can tell?

This duality of mine, can scary
Me from times to times!

These few words, I wish you to know
In no ways would I ever dare harm you
Only happiness should find your way
Truly hoping it for you!

As I let go my thoughts
Wish to find the right way to express
That the moments we can share
Are moments nothing will ever erase

Such strange blue eyes
Yours!
Have the power
To burn mine!

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Submitted: Sunday, March 23, 2008
Edited: Friday, May 09, 2008
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