Eyes are the true windows to the soul.. here you show a great memory connected to missing the soul that made you feel so special.. it's so nice when another can lift us in such a way that places us on a pedestal.. very nicely written! I miss many eyes.. my father's, my grandparents and so many old friends that brought me happiness in the past. Then I remember that the souls behind those eyes helped make me who I am today.. some were meant to be in passing.. and they are all still very much a big part of me inside! You captured a radiance in a feature that really strikes me as well! Short and simple.. but really beautiful essence!
Isn't it amazing that certain images can be burnt into our memory forever; and that though we haven't seen them in years, they return to us as vividly as though we'd seen them only moments before? The memory is a powerful thing. And it's frightening how many ghosts it can hold. We can be haunted very often by memories of the past, even those that were happy.
Great poem!
Sweet, well written poem. I love your expression how you are able to place so much on one thing and get a powerful point across. The eyes are he windows to the soul.
It's beautifully sad. The longing, the desire, the heartache it's all displayed in a few lines. I like the last three words: I miss them, it sums it up.
piercing green eyes.......haha,i know them well..anyways,it was a beautiful poem,showing the longing and desire you have for someone,and i can also relate to this...loved it!....tarr for addin'
me, meant everything, he is the air I breathe, if he were to die it would be my last breath, as I glance down at my finger, I remember the promise, that has been engraved in my heart, as I look back, .. more..