Conversational Eyes
Conversational Eyes
With a face weathered
from the sun his
Eyes telling a story
caught my curiosity
The mystery in them
drove me to ask him
I sat beside him as he
Spoke with verbosity
Opening my mouth
To speak, He said
“Got something to
Ask me girly?” Speak!
Rattled I said your
" Keyes cut into my tart"
I am a babbling fool
Sitting here beside you
May I start over? Sure,
He said as he laughed
Your eyes cut deep into my
heart. You have wise eyes!
What do you see in my
Old eyes, He Asked.
You were a lighthouse
For others upon the sea
Yet I see sorrow for what
You have not achieved
Regretting you never
Married is what I see
Your eyes shine with
Softness, he smiled at me
It is never too late to find
A wife at any age, with
Loving eyes he turned saying”
" Today tis you, I was glad to meet”
Eyes are the
Windows of the
Soul
Carole Cookie Arnold
Copyright © Carole Cookie Arnold | Year Posted 2014
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