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Your crisp smile cuts past my guard
Like molten fire that pours right through me
Flickers of desire hidden in some deep, forgotten layer
Feeling of your intensity shrouded beneath ecstasy
Eyes that dance and betray their meaning
Lips that trick me into a calm serenity
Relaxed, drenched in the tranquilityof your sweet, sparkling gaze.
The yearning and wanting; It’s not what you think
Desiring to know a trait, habit, or fear
Wanting everything; all to yourself
As your eyes look through my own
The window into all that I know.
Vulnerable and dependant
Your gaze burns deep into my heart
From which I can't seem to hide
It sees all those hidden thoughts, And every emotion clear
Through your cool, and absolute eyes.

tough

having someone or something that matters to you more than yourself
makes it easy sometimes when you have that right inspiration for the words
that echo the marks on your heart

...the harder part is knowing if your words matter to the one you love
whether your actions, your feelings, your presence matters when you are not around
or whether it is all just noise in your head, a song sung to an empty wind that no one else hears

Hmmm

I'm a caring & compassionate man. Not without flaws, I hope that people at least see me as a good man. But there are some men and maybe even some women whose actions should earn them a blunt end brought on by a boot heel to the throat.

Oldie reborn and in need of work...

Those charming sparkling eyes and captivating lips
Stop my heart and make me flush in an instant.
Her simplistic beautiful manner and graceful whispers
Take my breath away, leaving my chest tight.
I struggle to think, react to her innocent remarks
Every fiber strains against the desires
To express my cares, my feelings, my worth
To hold her close, brush her cheek and kiss her gently
Show her, for once, true and unconditional love.

Again..something to work on

Having broken their bodies and shields against the walls
The knights of St. John stood with renewed hearts and
Uncluttered minds, Washed clean of worry and fears

For the Seafarer in me?

They hush and whisper, swoon and guile
Lips pressed secrets passed rushed winged warnings
Tripping over thoughts and flights of fancy
Wishing outloud over startling laughs of madness
Etching meeger outlines for the days new course.

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......something new to work on and flush out. Fun what the mind comes up with after a Guinness or two while watching Deadliest Catch

A Start

Shades of green tails dancing to the wavering whispered breaths
Their hint of chill raises the hair on her neck and warmth in her heart
Blushed cheeks touched by splintered rays of light seeking through
The wandering clouds, she's swept up in frolic with sticks and stones littered about her feet.