Synchron
eyes ity.
Something
akin to
The
stuff of legends,
Rolls
into my courtyard space.
Open,
fresh and so very lovely,
Kindred
eyes smile back at me.
Oh
my word
She
is like a whirlwind,
Yet
gently calming
To
the soul that stirs within.
Fool
I'll be
Again,
'twill be my pleasure,
To
see those sparkling eyes
Shine
for me.
Catch
my breath,
I
may still die dreaming,
Along
the route my journey takes.
But
I sense,
This
time could be forever,
Watching
her synchron eyes hit me.....
Beautiful. The eyes say so much, don't they?
ReplyDeleteYes they certainly do my dear friend.
ReplyDeleteI pray you are well, glad to see that you are still reading my craft, and creating your own too. Your blog is as ever, an amazing journey into the depths of true life experiences.
Namaste. Love n light.
Beautiful, pictures and words.
ReplyDeleteThat is an amazing complement from such a wonderful writer.
ReplyDeleteThank you. :-)