Pond-like eyes
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Scantily clad
wearing just rags
Blurred and glistening
from many nights dreaming
Beckoning eyes
and thighs that tantalise
until sunrise
squeezing my life from me
Pond-like eyes that mesmorise
I drop into them
Ripples of pleasure
innumerate measure
Read them and weep
Her eyes laced with deceit
Gone is my retreat
Back into migratory sleep
beautiful piece
Beautiful!
Starward
Again to find this wonder! For me, this takes on so many moods.
Again there seems a bit of desolation evident, yet the dreaming place holds a perfection that is weighed against reality. I find this amazing in that it touches me with such clarity, as if I know the mindset and the dream.
"What incense is skyward bent?"---one of my lines.
Tim :)