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You're Eyes
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Love Sparkling Love
When I look in your eyes
I feel safe and happy,
away from all lies
Loved and cared for,
this is how I feel,
when your looking at me,
I know its for real
Positive and sure,
complete and whole,
your looking at me
right through your soul
purfect and warm,
how it's soposed to be,
I feel the best,
when your looking at me.
First sweet little sonnet that didn't make me cringe from the sappiness that I have read on this site - The innocence shines through brightly - it's usually lost early in poets and they turn into jaded, angst ridden, moping mop heads, or lusting old letches (that would be me). You either still have a bit of yours left or least remember what it still tastes like and can draw from it and spatter it back in teasing little pieces to the rest of us. Hope you never lose it. Nice, no, Well Done poem. (I hate nice, cutesy comments don't you?)
PS - Maybe I'm missing the point, but check "perfect" and "supposed" in the last verse (maybe "purrfect"?)