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Slave To Her Smile

Contributed by aliopterix on Friday, 23rd September 2011 @ 10:36:49 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Slave To Her Smile

I stand again outside the library
Staring at that place in the street.
Frightened to close my eyes in case I miss it,
That smile, those eyes.
My eyes burn from the continued opening and I am forced to blink.
Water seeps from aching lids and I know not whether they might be tears.
She has not returned or did she fly past when I rested my overworked pupils?
Frustration as I remember her once again.
How could I forget? Standing there, a turn of the head;
Hair bright as the sun shimmering in the warmth of the day.
The smile that burnt its way to the back of my retina
Etching forever an image in my mind;
One I cannot expunge from my memory – but why should I want to?
Perfection. An involuntary movement of the facial muscles
That would drive a man to move mountains, to achieve the unachievable.
Eyes, jewels of opalescence like lasers flashing and burning into your skull.
She could never be mine but now I am her befuddled slave;
Doomed to eternity to stand at this place, at this exact time;
Hoping against hope that I catch a glimpse of the unattainable beauty
As she hurries by engulfed by the crowd but never forgotten.
I am lost to her. Goddess of Anonymity.




Copyright © aliopterix ... [ 2011-09-23 10:36:49]
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Re: Slave To Her Smile (User Rating: 1 )
by FlintHunter on Saturday, 24th September 2011 @ 08:01:52 AM AEST
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'Slave To Her Smile' is a strong poem. It shines with its clear-cut precision. There is not one doubt about your love for 'her' and 'her smile.'. Although I NEVER recommend to persons what they should or might do, I feel I must suggest that you send this poem to HER. It would be an 'easy' way to tell her your feelings. If not else, she's got to be touched. Whether or not you win her heart is now something we can't know. The only way you'll find out is to try...

An excellent poem. Clear. Full of sentiment. Guaranteed to make the reader feel what you feel. Elegant words. Unique power. NOW -- what are you going to DO? At least: please write more. You have talent. Use it. As you did here.

--FlintHunter

p.s. I was particularly pleased that you stayed within the borders of good taste -- you need not prove yourself -- that makes you special.

Contributed by aliopterix on Friday, September 23 2011 @ 10:36:49 AEST
Topic: Emotional Poetry




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