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This is a poem I wrote for a man I once loved very much....and how I felt when I would gaze into his eyes.

When I Look Into Your Eyes

Ocean Blue, still, cool waters, whispers softly "Come to Me"
Hypnotized, a spellbound answer "Yes, I want to drown in thee"
Moving from these shores of safety, where
I've stood for far too long...
You've sent your rushing waves to greet me, carried off in passion strong.
No sky above, nor ground below, completely held in your embrace...
All consuming these blue waters, in them now I see your face.
Never have I felt like this, overflowing ecstasy....
In the grip of grave desire, exactly where I've longed to be.
A sweeter place, I've yet beheld, in your world, my Ocean Blue...
I'll drift upon the rising tide, until I'm brought back out to you....
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3 Visitor Comments

grace
i really like this poem. i hope you send me another. this was one of the best poem i've ever read. thank you for this poem
Marion
One of the best poems I've ever read! A masterpiece! Thanks for sharing it!
Donnie
I think this is one of the most explanitory gathering of words that i have ever had the grace to read

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