Each time she looks into those eyes
Those beautiful, bottomless eyes
Almost all thought is lost to her
Save for an overwhelming need
To kiss him and find the most rapid
Means of removing his clothing
(04/13/06)
the words in plain honesty ring like clarity, like bells on top mountains with no clouds or end. it is nice to see you again... -Eila
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Um, for once in my life I don't know what to say. A great, short, sweet, honest poem! ~Ray