This is one of the first poems I ever wrote and one of the first dozen posts I ever made on WordPress years ago. I am still amazed at how much I have changed over time and the parts within me that remain the same.
In Her Eyes
In Her Eyes
Shifting sands of forgotten dreams
Life mired in daily struggle
Castles built with youthful exuberance
Washed away by unrelenting waves of apathy
In Her Eyes
The endless horizon that connects us to foreign lands
A lonely cargo ship transporting tedious burdens
Searching for the guidance of a sturdy beacon
That brings promise of a shelter in the storm
In Her Eyes
A sea of desire that has laid bare her soul
Offering a submissive refuge to her ocean god
Her simmering passion is as timeless as the tides
With the lunar pull of her undulating lust
In her eyes, I am found.
©long ago
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