Contentment by Paulus
The brush of your hand
across my arm
sends happiness exploding
throughout me.
The swish of your hair
as you walk by
enriches the air
with your sweet scent.
I gaze deeply
into your eyes,
enchanted by their beauty,
captivated by their unspoken words,
unable,
unwilling,
to turn away.
The coy grin on your face
contentedly, completely
takes its place within
my heart,
my mind,
my being.
Yes, a day without you
is not worthy of the name.
across my arm
sends happiness exploding
throughout me.
The swish of your hair
as you walk by
enriches the air
with your sweet scent.
I gaze deeply
into your eyes,
enchanted by their beauty,
captivated by their unspoken words,
unable,
unwilling,
to turn away.
The coy grin on your face
contentedly, completely
takes its place within
my heart,
my mind,
my being.
Yes, a day without you
is not worthy of the name.
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There was a girl at work who, at first, I never paid much attention to. One day when she walked by my desk, she smiled at me and that smile was what inspired me. I've written her a number of poems, and this is one of my favorites about a day when she was gone.
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lovely direct felt poetry...enjoyed it:O) - aquiline |
