Emerald Eyes

Sitting with my elbows

     resting on this window sill,

          I hear his heartbeat echo,

               sent across the evening chill.

 

I feel his breath upon my skin

     though we are miles apart.

          The memories run deep within,

               like footprints on my heart.

 

Somewhere across the distance

     is the one who holds the key;

         his eyes, with emerald brilliance,

               perhaps, again I’ll see.

 

The stars shine brightly for him,

     like that twinkle in his eyes.

          Alas, oh, how I wish he knew

               I pray to blackened skies.

 

Each night I pray, and lay in wait

     for whom this heart adores.

          My pleas I send to you, dear fate,

               for his knock upon my door.

Author's Note

What can I say....I'm a hopeless romantic. :)

Reviews

[deeps]

Wow! This is simply amazing here.
Such wonderful flow and rhyme.
Beautiful write.

[N.E.T.]

This is amazingly beautiful to me. I love the dark mystery about it, the longing, the anticipation... Of my favorite poems I've read here. Nice job-I'm quite moved by this piece. It has such a powerful rythm, and is very original, unique. Thank you for sharing this.

[Hannah]

Amazing piece, the emotions in it are so sweet and pure. I love the imagery of the evening's coldness and darkness compared to the brightness of his emerald eyes. The rhythm flows nicely, and the hopeful, almost longing, undertones are beautiful. The line "Like footprints on my heart" I find very powerful, you use language so well ^-^