For the Tenor

When I look at you,
with your stumbling Saturn eyes and thick dark curls
I change inside. I disappear.

I drown in your music,
it washes over me like warm, sweet waves.
And when I think of you,
your face is shining with gold.

I remember when I saw you walking up the hill alone,
surrounded by pale gray,
and I remember wanting to join you.

Every time I look at you
I see something new. Something wonderful and unexpected,
that does strange things to my pulse and my breath.
You're a performer, an actor, and I see the emotion in your eyes.

Your soft golden face drifts in and out of my consciousness,
like a sailboat gently floating on my thoughts.
Nothing has been so sweet in all my memory,
as you.

And I'm guessing these hands, these smooth cold hands,
would never be the same if they touched yours.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 4/28/2017 4:22:00 PM
Wow Avery, I think I have a crush on him now too! Another top score 7 from me :) Enjoying your style, will check out more; and welcome to Poetry Soup! xomo
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Avery Stonely
Date: 4/28/2017 4:36:00 PM
Thank you! :)
Date: 4/14/2017 10:43:00 AM
Oh my! This is great poetry! Those images, those feelings, I am speechless, and for me that's something :) I can melt away in the music you bring me. Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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Avery Stonely
Date: 4/14/2017 10:53:00 AM
Thank you so much! :) Your feedback is much appreciated.