Monday, August 23, 2010

Dimples, Eyes, SOUL.. pt 1


She had those
dimples...
they made me blush...
when she smiled & shyly looked away from the...
lens of my brown eyescope...
deep inkwells of cute, but not
sassy talk..
her eyes looked out in longing...
the mystery that was
SHE,
intrigued my sanity to its breaking point...
i sweated in my sleep...
i wanted to agree with my disagreements...
just for a walk with SHE
because
SHE had those dimples...
see
dimples are a trap in themselves
draw u in because,
if u can cause the dimples then
she's smiling...
u love it when she smiles...
but when her eyes smile...
i collapse under the weight of my own humanity....
i redraw the dimensions of her face with my eyes perfectly closed...
i etch them into my thoughts like a blind man,
her lips grace conscious thought &
unconscious rhythm...
her tongue my mind's pacemaker..
when i was about to arrest...
my God! those dimples....
Smile at me please, eyes....
grasp my hand with your soul....
whisper a single thought in my ear
i'll remember it forever...
i've already stored your style in my medulla....
smile for me dimples....
my eyes need to be happy one more time....

4 comments:

  1. Really really GREAT stuff....Thank you!
    I now have a shortcut to your page on my desktop.... and I've only read "dimples"

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  2. word to the rhythm to the beat to the beats to the rhythm to the word to the rhyme...

    ...a feedback loop

    http://pollywannacracka.blogspot.com/2010/11/beats-to-rhythm.html

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  3. i cant believe i missed u guys comments!!!! thanks a lot for the kudos!!! i appreciate u taking the time to read!!! i will try and post more as time goes along!!!

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  4. Mm! all I can say..almost makes me wish I had dimples!

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