You tell me to go away,
To leave you to your musings.
Yet your eyes beg, donít leave me.
Donít ever leave.
I hover, waiting.
Waiting to hear you voice the emotions
Swirling, cycling through your eyes.
You know I can read you like a book,
Yet you lock in your gaze, challenging
Channeling your silent desire,
All while telling me to leave,
To leave you alone
In your world of musings.
Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:18 am
Joined: 02 Jun 2007
Location: I come from a land downunder
Ahhhh.... women, they tell you one thing, mean another.
Welcome to the Poetry Boards Jrose
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Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:44 pm
Joined: 31 Mar 2007
I can relate to this on the other side, being a brooding introvert myself, it takes a very patient and persistent woman to penetrate our "world of musings". Hang in there.... _________________ shemovesme.wordpress.com
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