Charmaine Chircop Poet Free verse

Oh Those Eyes

All those that I have loved before

and the ones that will come after

would  never have those eyes

Oh those eyes the moon of night

those smiling eyes that do not shine

yet glow with comfort in my life

His unforgotten cheeks

a musky scent of blown gardenias 

treaded softly in my sleep

 His Spring-kissed  skin

The fresh sweet taste of last aquatic dew

which poured  and reached

 my soul within

Without demand I think of him

And whoever said that  men 

can never  smell like flowers

and whoever said that men

 can never taste like rain

Those are the ones who never 

stretched their arms as far

as to behold the one

and whisper out his name. 

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The Grahamburglar May 3, 2016 at 1:04 PM I really like that last stanza. This flows so softly, and there's a hint of loss and melancholy. Nicely written, this was a pleasure to stumble upon today. -G

Richard Lamoureux June 13, 2015 at 5:56 PM I seemto keep being attracted back to your eyes!

Julia Ward April 19, 2015 at 10:14 AM That is very high quality work, Charmaine. I enjoyed it immensely. Julia, :)

James Fraser April 16, 2015 at 1:45 PM Poetry and painting delightfully hand in hand, written by whom only can with these writes. Simply lovely, James :)

Jack Ellison April 10, 2015 at 8:42 PM Absolutely charming like your name! Your Mommy and Daddy must have know you'd be a charmer! This poem is just another reason, you are the sweetheart of the Soup! Lots and lots of love from across the seas! Your good friend, Jack xxxxx

Sandip Goswami April 5, 2015 at 1:34 PM "And whoever said that men can never smell like flowers and whoever said that men can never taste like rain"....Super...

Tobey Hill April 2, 2015 at 7:51 PM Hello fine poet, hope all is well. It has been some time since I have read your work. This was the first and it is lovely. It is filled with wonderful lines. I look forward to reading more. Well done CC... TAH

Richard Lamoureux April 1, 2015 at 12:08 AM I enjoyed reading this one again Charmaine. Thanks for your Visit.

Dean Marais March 31, 2015 at 7:19 PM moving descriptions of memories. vivid and pretty

Arthur Vaso March 31, 2015 at 3:36 PM If you are even half as beautiful as this poem, then you are a princess indeed! Loved this!

Maurice Yvonne March 30, 2015 at 6:32 PM A georgeous painting your words overshadowed!

Maurice Yvonne March 30, 2015 at 6:31 PM Wow, love the whole poem but those wrap up lines...Wow, Wow, Wow, "and whoever said that men can't smell like flowers...can never taste like rain...stretched their arms...whisper out his name. A Fav!

Andrea Dietrich March 30, 2015 at 1:46 PM So romantic , it makes me want to sigh. Very lovely, Charma. Thanks for reading my poems today.

Emile Pinet March 30, 2015 at 12:18 PM Your feelings come through strong and straight from the heart where most good poetry is born. Emile.

Matthew Anish March 29, 2015 at 10:38 PM Very pretty poetry! Thanks for your kind words! Peace & Love Mathew Anish

David Waldrop March 29, 2015 at 10:34 PM Eyes are truly the gates to the soul, and a Beautiful smile will make a heart skip a beat. I Love this Poem. I will read morn soon have a great night. David Waldrop March 29, 2015 at 10:35 PM Ouch lol sorry I ment to say more not morn.

Justin Bordner March 29, 2015 at 8:58 PM We find rare love when we have rare love to give my Lady Hawk...you have yours, and you cherish him right and tight. He glows for a love like yours for sure! Your perceptions of his qualities are very enchanting, xool masculinity, and a great poem of love Charma...J.A.B.

Kevin Leake March 29, 2015 at 4:10 PM Charma, You really know how to charm a man. The eyes are the windows to the soul, Beautifully written and with such passion Take Care Kevin

Richard Lamoureux March 28, 2015 at 9:39 AM Eyes do have such an impact, I so enjoyed this piece. Blessed is the man who gets to look into your lovely eyes Charmaine.

Tim Smith March 27, 2015 at 5:53 PM So beautiful Charmaine. Those sound like eyes you need to hold on to...a favourite.... Hugs Tim

Jan Allison March 27, 2015 at 5:44 PM beautiful tender write Charma:-) Hugs Jan xx

Eileen Manassian March 27, 2015 at 5:36 PM Romantic and sweet...I've written a poem about the scent of my husband. It's delicious. Walking Into His Scent. This is lovely, Charmaine. Beautiful, tender, and sweet. Well done.