A Stare

Your eyes keep finding mine, they seem to meet at awkward times, at first it was just a glance As playful eyes, begin to dance. Constantly distracted, with each stare. Hoping I didnt see, You there, I did, and turned away. Avoiding those eyes, that mesmerized, my day. I didnt want to take a chance, as each stare turned more intense, that mutual Feeling shared by two, revealing only, what the eyes can do. I decided to Ignore them, and went on my normal routine. I found myself drifting Slowly, as curiosity, took a hold of me. Looking for those eyes Just a glance to pass my way. Not knowing when id see You again, hoping it would be today. Just wanting to Know more, beyound the silence in a look. my Heart almost enslaved, to the hold that Your stare took

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Cherie Thomas

Date: 7/30/2013 6:14:00 AM

Hi Gerald,,,hmmm that's a.good question. I think it could be, a combination, of both :) thanks so much for commenting, really appreciate it:) <3 cherie

Gerald Kithinji

Date: 7/30/2013 5:20:00 AM

Ah, what is that I see Is it love or the longing for love?

Cherie Thomas

Date: 6/13/2013 11:23:00 PM

Lovely comment john, genuinely appreciate it thankyou my friend :0)

Pace Ink-U-Script

Date: 6/13/2013 7:53:00 PM

Very lovely imagery here....well done my friend!!!

Cherie Thomas
Date: 7/5/2013 6:53:00 PM

Thanks so much ink appreciate your comment my friend:)

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 6/13/2013 6:56:00 PM

Hello Cherie, a lovely stare to fall into. i like the enslaving moment in your poem.... much passion in your poem. always~ LINDA

Cherie Thomas
Date: 7/5/2013 6:56:00 PM

Hi pd that was the line. That meant the most:) thanks for commenting:)

Johnny Rhinem

Date: 6/13/2013 2:01:00 PM

Watching Her Splendours Passing By, Long Velvet Legs As Flowing Hair; Crossing They While Sitting Upon The Parks Bench Texting, Or Surfing The Web Perhaps From That Her Beauty's Phone ? Tis Easy To Become Lost Within A Sense In This, `A Beautiful Creation! Let Me Know If And When They Start Swimming Through Your Spirit ~ That's When You'll Know And Very Beautiful Your Painting. Love, John