Inspiration of Your Eyes
INSPIRATION OF YOUR EYES
Trespassing through your time and space
and following into a chase,
but never catching what I've seen,
nor even knowing what I mean;
it's not a thing my mind can place.
Your eyes, so deep, I never know
where you might lead, where I must go,
it's there I find what I must write,
these words, though sometimeS seeming trite,
and from your eyes they have to flow.
No less than what is meant to be
the muse of you carresses me;
I wonder, is this love, or not,
or something else, but don't know what,
and I must follow what I see.
Forever summer rain will fall
into my life, and love is all
there is to be my wordly guide;
between each line is where I hide,
if I do less, then I have lied.
And so the truth I have to show,
revealing what I never know,
but wonder at, as words come on,
out from your eyes, where I have gone,
and been where I should never go.
© ron wilson aka veebdosa the doylestown poet
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