These Eyes Have Often Been Solaced Ii
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These eyes have often been solaced by purple hues of twilight dust
moving silently over my life ,Sprinkling pure bliss from an edgeless painter's sky
These eyes have been solaced by gazing over cedar scented hills
By soft lulling sounds of water from rustic Tuscan mills
These eyes have been solaced by Composing stars that waltz in silver gowns
above old village 's church bells , and crickets 'harmonic sounds
These eyes have been solaced by honey nutmegged shadows
poured from luna' s tangy crest across my rose blushed cheek
By little antique lamp lights , which illuminate my soul's dark cobbled street
By winds carrying sea-salts to unwalked settling sand
By tides washing out corals from a distant land
These eyes have often been solaced by his return
to this vacant room inside my heart
By the calling of his arms that held me from the start
These eyes have been solaced by the way he loves me , by the way he needs me
by the way he fades away,Like the last bonfire before an early rain
By the way He stirs old embers inside each burning flame
By the way He leaves , by the way He turns, to lean on me again.
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2015
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