This is a poem that I wrote a while back. Tell me what you think!
He walks along the waters edge,
His hair limp and wet
His mustache droops.
His eyes are warm and yet,
I hide from him.
He looks from side to side.
Does he sence me in his presence?
Does he hear my longing cry?
No
He keeps walking.
Who is this man?
Why does my heart long for him?
What is this feeling that tells me to draw near?
Hush, my heart,
For your beat is fast.
He will surley hear your calling.
Should I go out to him?
Should I follow along in his footsteps?
But, how would it benifit me?
Would he give me his peace in return?
Wait, whats this?
He is gone!
Am I too late?
Have I missed my chance?
Alas!
I see now,
He has gone swimming in the stream.
What am I doing?!
My feet seem to be caring me out from hiding.
He's comming onto the bank
Has he spotted me yet,
Standing here, watching?
He glances my way,
Then sits down and looks around.
Is this my chance?
Yes...he has moved over and made room for me.
As I slowly walk over,
He gently pats the ground next to him,
Commanding me to sit.
We sit there, we speak of nothing,
Each looking into the cool clean water.
My heart is racing.
Whats going through his mind?
Will he love me?
Will he take me along on his journey?
His eyes are kind.
He looks at me with his soft brown eyes and smiles.
He has the warmest smile,
It shows right through his mustach.
I look at him about to ask, when he puts his hand up and
says "hush"
We keep walking and listinging to the beauty all around us.
We stop and hear birds singing,
Just ahead I see two fawns playing in the stream.
The stream splits in two.
We stop and look at each other.
Will I go with him?
He looks at me as though he's looking into my soul.
I stare back at him.
His eyes!
I know I'm safe when I look into his eyes!
Though, only a minute
it seemed to have lasted a lifetime.
He says our paths will cross again.
Though the stream seperates now,
and temptation makes you take the wrong turn,
and it seems as though you find the right path,
Have faith!
You will see the light and the stream shall run into a river.
And there we shall meet again
And so he went one way and I the other
Leaving me with the memoriees of loving eyes and the promis to meet again.
He walks along the waters edge,
His hair limp and wet
His mustache droops.
His eyes are warm and yet,
I hide from him.
He looks from side to side.
Does he sence me in his presence?
Does he hear my longing cry?
No
He keeps walking.
Who is this man?
Why does my heart long for him?
What is this feeling that tells me to draw near?
Hush, my heart,
For your beat is fast.
He will surley hear your calling.
Should I go out to him?
Should I follow along in his footsteps?
But, how would it benifit me?
Would he give me his peace in return?
Wait, whats this?
He is gone!
Am I too late?
Have I missed my chance?
Alas!
I see now,
He has gone swimming in the stream.
What am I doing?!
My feet seem to be caring me out from hiding.
He's comming onto the bank
Has he spotted me yet,
Standing here, watching?
He glances my way,
Then sits down and looks around.
Is this my chance?
Yes...he has moved over and made room for me.
As I slowly walk over,
He gently pats the ground next to him,
Commanding me to sit.
We sit there, we speak of nothing,
Each looking into the cool clean water.
My heart is racing.
Whats going through his mind?
Will he love me?
Will he take me along on his journey?
His eyes are kind.
He looks at me with his soft brown eyes and smiles.
He has the warmest smile,
It shows right through his mustach.
I look at him about to ask, when he puts his hand up and
says "hush"
We keep walking and listinging to the beauty all around us.
We stop and hear birds singing,
Just ahead I see two fawns playing in the stream.
The stream splits in two.
We stop and look at each other.
Will I go with him?
He looks at me as though he's looking into my soul.
I stare back at him.
His eyes!
I know I'm safe when I look into his eyes!
Though, only a minute
it seemed to have lasted a lifetime.
He says our paths will cross again.
Though the stream seperates now,
and temptation makes you take the wrong turn,
and it seems as though you find the right path,
Have faith!
You will see the light and the stream shall run into a river.
And there we shall meet again
And so he went one way and I the other
Leaving me with the memoriees of loving eyes and the promis to meet again.