your windmill eyes
sweep me high
to a precious part
of your beautiful
everything
sweet are your
whispers and beyond
the i love you’s
are precious part
of your beautiful
everything
eternal kisses
from your lips
are countless
tulips of infinite
precious part
of your beautiful
everything
i don’t want
to lose this
highest part
of your precious
and beautiful
everything
2013
I found myself reading this aloud. It’s close to a performance piece. I want to sit behind a flimsy table in a bookstore and read something now.
i’ll take that as a compliment and thanks for appreciating this
I must agree with this comment!
Hey, Chester, I remember you from last year.
Thanks for stopping by and liking my recent post. Happy New Year and best wishes as you continue your blogging and writing!
twinkly
Hi Twinkly!
You’re welcome and thanks to you, too! Happy New Year and may you be blessed more through your wonderful gift of blogging!
I find this idea very appealing.
thanks!
I really love the repetition in this poem. And “windmill eyes” is a beautiful phrase.
i’m glad you liked it and thanks again!
So very lovely my brother!
thank you again Wendell
Agree with lizbeth the “windmill eyes” is an original and beautiful phrase. Thanks for sharing.
what more can i say but many thanks
a beautfful poem, Chester esp ‘windmill eyes’ and thanks btw for following my blog. I will endeavour to keep it interesting
thanks John and wish you the best in blogging!
Palpable passion. Good show.
S. Thomas Summers
Author of Private Hercules McGraw: Poems of the American Civil War
Thanks for dropping by
I like this one, it’s very much like a song.:)
thanks Marifosque
Such simple words for such a beautiful result! High five on this one!
many many thanks!
This is one of the most beautiful poems I’ve ever read and though I haven’t read much poems (hardly any up until 2 weeks ago), the beauty is something that I know. Thank you for writing this
thank you so much for your wonderful comment! this made me smile today