I move through your eyes
Like existence to the future
Ever constant tide,
Savage persistence
I move through your eyes
Unknowing and knowingly,
Every object is an emerald gaze,
A judgment, a gauge.
I move through your eyes
Everywhere I am I place you
Your presence accumulates
Like clustered snowflakes
I move through your eyes
Yet you are always still
In mine.
Oh my; I said I was going to bed, but then this got me so excited. Just by the title, I could tell it was fabulous and immaculate! Which it is..that title is like a spark of brilliance landing on the mind. (smile)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is not much more I can add to Patricia's assessment of this, most beautifully conceived piece of romantic muse...the repeating first line, is simply mesmerising, fine title too, it captures from the reader, the poem, leaves us in awe. Well done...wow! only 18. Keep it up Lazarus Knix, you will go far. Smiling at you Tai