Andrew Crisci Poet Ballad

Jenna's Beautiful Eyes

What stroke me most about
Jenna's beautiful eyes was their pure honesty,
nobody else taught me a lot;
this sea is a reminder of her stunning beauty.

Jenna's beautiful eyes have disappeared in the misty
fog to go back to sea and become memory;  
spring was as lovely as the birds' song sung to us 
when we held hands and smelled flowers...
that was a time when joy was in our eyes,
when everybody wanted to be in love like us! 

There's still a spark that can restart the flame that burned,
burned into our blood of young lovers before sunrise; 
bright were the August nights with stars
guiding us through the mysterious darkness: 
when all we saw was two souls too anxious to be tamed...
Jenna, gorgeous Jenna feeling lonely is a demise! 

Jenna's beautiful eyes pierce through thick shadows
and make me long for their glow of sincerity;  
I wish they stayed for another night of sensuality,
but a phantom can't be touched or felt by human hands!    


Written on 3/7/2017

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