I look at her
and stare;
deep into her eyes
Eyes, deep and thoughtful
like deep, brown tidal pools
they peirce into my soul
and reveal my iniquities
And try as I might
to discard, and hide
my feelings
I can't
Her eyes just won't let go
I want to kiss her
to meet her lips in mine
like some forbidden rendezvous
and
run my hands
through her long black hair
Do I do it though?
No, I shall not risk it
whether through fear or foresight
I shall not risk it
For in Men's hearts do hold
the passion long foretold
of women whose love
is unrequited
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Meh. Its crap, I know. I just kinda got a little inspired/forced myself to write because I want to start writing again. Please Crit this. Thanks
