Astonishingly our eyes transfixed on the other
For I would desist not, holding his stare
The ambiguity, looking into his eyes
For he staring at me,
His blue eyes the colour of my skies.
My heart flipping, somersaulting
As if jumping from my mouth..suffocating me
His hair flowing in the breeze curling about his eyes
His face like in a dream, soft his eyes
Kissing his lips..as he smiles
Standing beneath the bridge
Wonderment in his eyes.
Smilingly looking at me
A touch of sadness in his eyes
Loving that smile...
Reaching deeply in the recesses of my mind
Reminding me how much I loved him
Bringing peace to my mind seeing him
A restless mind,
Getting not anywhere.
At the traffic lights looking close at he
Halting for a moment freezing my mind
A furious cold wind blowing North East...
Whipping around, with a vengeance
But his smile!!
Bringing gladness to my eyes...
But he! was not him was not him!
Refraining not from my, memories
In the recesses of my mind...
A very close imitation was he.
Engraved on my mind's mind!
In the eyes of my mind...
By Connie James
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