I watched her walk away,
Her lanky arms swung in the wind,
Her jacket softly brushed against itself,
Painted a soft dull green,
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Those eyes scanning a face follow a unique line. If that line could be faithfully transcribed, then a map reader could follow it, and it would delineate a territory of loving philosophy. Yes, I think we could look thru another's eyes, glancing from detail to detail. But if there were just a pebble's single view, there would be nothing to sweep us along.
Loaded with a love that is lovely! Well done!
Superb poem...Left me wondering and speechlessssssssssssss..10+++
at your age eyes only smile as did mine now my mind has wrinkles and kinks can you see em? the gal has changed so much was she that she I wonder so will ye! but i love your confidence and imagery
If I gave my eyes to some one else would they see the same as I saw.......great heart felt lines. I can't say any thing just about the eyes but would like to add that they have to have your heart too to feel what you feel.You have uncanny ability to be descriptive in a tender marvelous way. Read your couple of other poems too. Enjoyed them all. Excellent pieces of writing. Best wishes for you and also many thanks for visiting my page and leaving lovely comments.
A beautiful picture of the muse, the poem is like music.What beauty the poet sees in his beloved! He wonders - - - if I gave my.eyes to some one else Would they see the same as I saw
I watched her walked away. Nice work with the muse of love and life.
If I gave my eyes to someone else, Would they see the same as I saw, No longer blind as I felt I could be myself, No longer a pebble in the sea of her eye.. expressions of love.. you are very original in your wiritng and presentation.. thank yu dear poet. tony