A Stranger's Eyes
The eyes of strangers quietly converge
in a silent realm where time disappears
as assistance comes from a primal urge
to nourish desire as it now appears
and be a guide to boundaries drawn out
waiting to feel the heart's rhythmic slow drum
as it travels through their valley of doubt
they linger for an echo that may come
acknowledge with their eyes that time stands still
and release the fear that can suffocate
yearning to find love on the highest hill
as their eyes merge they are left to their fate
whether by romance or hungered glance
this bonding need is a beautiful dance
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2024
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