David Lacey

Rookie - 287 Points (2/3/87 / Middlesbrough)

These Brooding Eyes Of Mine - Poem by David Lacey

Not a word is there to describe the melancholy blues within which I hide
Nor is there a word to reveal the depths for which I care for you.
Only blue – Only blue exists within these brooding eyes of mine
As solitary confinement refines my perception of place in time.

Worry not that the Love you seek will pass you by,
Know Angels will sing your songs for you if you cry.

If only I could find the words to reveal the way I care for you
As slowly I drift throughout porcelain deserts shifting I’m sinking
Drinking in the sands of time and knowing these brooding eyes of mine
Will last no longer than the grape upon the vine.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 28, 2006



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