By Charles Robert Lindholm
Her eyes stare at mine
with an intimate contact,
with a look that’s ignited a fire,
raging in my soul
with passions unmistakable
and desires off the chart,
Her eyes, they speak,
in whispers
to my heart,
no words will need to be spoken
Her eyes read like a book
and I shall never find a way
to escape Her longing look
Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm, The Reluctant Poet – All Rights Reserved – Come Rummage Through My Archive Here, And On My Blog!!
Inspired by Alisa Hutton’s
Purely Shown on Dustedwords.com
Thanks for the seed of Inspiration for “Her Eyes” Please visit Alisa’s site!
Many thanks and Photo Credit
to Holly Hunter at HouseofHeart for the use of her
Photo Icon to provide the Captivating and Mesmerizing
image at the top of this poem that I hope my words were able to match!
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and Tanya Cliff’s photos and poems on Tanya Cliff.com Please visit her site!
and a very extended and playful stare off at the Cheesecake Factory in San Diego
Lovely post
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So happy you enjoyed this! Thanks so much for your view and sweet comment!
xoxoxo
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U r always welcome
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Greatly penned, dear Chuck 🙂
and often we drown in the magic of a beautiful look…
All good wishes
Didi
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Thanks so much, Didi!! Yes, kind of like a tsunami. Ha! Have a great weekend, My Friend!
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Welcome, dear Chuck 🙂
Also for you a great weekend time
Didi
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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I really appreciate it, David!!
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