He stares
And moves her hair
From those serene crystals others call eyes
His heart is bleeding and open
Pouring into her
Ancient memories of pure passion
From before the perversion of earth
When humans were righteous, and good
That was his love, his passion
Their skin touches
Time is lost, there is nothing else
One thought, one devotion
Her
"From those serene crystals others call eyes"
ok that line is too long
like take other out
other then that this poem is good
and happyish which says alot comign from me calling it good
ash
Much Love
Ashley
this is so beautiful
How could I possibly take out "others"???
The line would make no sense?
He stares
And moves her hair
From those serene crystals call eyes
???