Trapping Glances

Trapped glances

Romances

And sad dances.

Catching not every stare,

You're falling for the gambit.

 

Everything about you is art.

i want to see your sharp edge

And charm your soft core.

i was hoping with my gaze i could melt through,

But you're too hardcore to let me into

Your deep depths that i know exist,

i don't know how, but i swear I'll persist,

And no matter what, you're still my music

And my poetry in all art forms.

 

i can see the innocence no matter what.

You paint it in your eyes and i see those a lot.

i will be headstrong, sketch you a love song.

I hope flirtatious stares, to you, don't mean danger.

Particularly, when the eyes staring back are of a stranger.

 

 

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9inety's picture

very well,

done, interesting and captivating. You pull the reader in and they want to read the next line.

And you do write with a painting or a picture inside your words, something on the tip of a brush in the next stroke. Something, in the next syllable, that is in tune. It is the combination of the pallette, the quill and superlative staccato. Bravissimo. ENCORE! ENCORE!!

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Peace

Dylan


"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot

fieryx's picture

Thanks!

Thank you, it means a lot. : )


Kaitlin