Inside These Eager Eyes
His voice...
a musical triumph,
like the warm sea
sighing with a midnight tide,
like a young me lying,
under the clearest palm-tree skies,
a new,
pure,
universe,
stretching out...
Inside These Eager Eyes.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
