These Eyes of Mine
These eyes have often been solaced by twilight's cotton candy pillows
moving silently towards a sky's velveteen blanket and angels'silver gowns
By gazing over hills to where old country church bells
and crickets play harmonious sounds.
These eyes have often been solaced by honey coloured shadows
pouring moonlight zest across the rose-plum of my cheek
By little antique lamplights which illuminate my soul's dark cobbled street.
By winds carrying sea-salts to a fragrant golden sand
By tides washing out corals to a distant land.
These eyes have often been solaced by your return
to this vacant room inside my heart
By the hush-hushed whisper of your voice
By the embrace of your arms.
By the way you love me...
By the way you need me...
By the way you want me...
Like an autumn bonfire
before next dawning dew fall
By the way you lean on me.
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2017
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