Those Eyes
The warmth cascading over
me like a tropical waterfall
Dragging me deeper, and deeper still
til I am oblivious to all
The softness, described as the
of silk or pure down
An equal, having been searched for
could never be found
Whether sunlight or moonlight
breathtaking to behold
One glance from afar, comparably
more precious than gold
Copyright © Michael Wambsgans | Year Posted 2007
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