of those eyes,
Fear not the tender touch,
fixated holding no lies,
Swayed by mere presence,
lost in your essence,
Simply drawn and
entranced,
Enchanted and lost completely
right there,
Embraced in that moment,
open, bare,
Lost in those eyes without
a solitary care,
Fear not that tender touch,
lots in those eyes,
Rest assured in gentle strength
it holds no lies,
Come back for another
moment,
Waiting, yearning in blissful
torment,
Just to hold that gaze
again,
Embraced in your essence,
enchanted speaking your
name...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
09/02/2013
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