I’ve always been the shy man,
Besides, it’s not polite to stare…
So no matter how beautiful,
No matter how much love
I have ever felt for anyone…
I just enjoyed those quick glances.
But you…
I looked at you and I saw-
Something I have never ever seen before…
Eyes loving me.
I did not know what that looked like,
There was no way I could know…
And I was trapped in Heaven
And could not look away.
Thank you for giving me
What I never had,
And teaching me
What I could never learn
Without you…
It is polite to stare when dreams come true .
Tender and caring write john and I am also sure the object of your attention after reading this will agree with me that she won't mind you staring a bit.
This poem's last line could not be more true, John. I'm so happy that you've found someone who is this special to you. And my search goes on.......
Beautiful write. May you both have many happy years together!
Jill
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and Dreams are the stuff
of which Life is made!
Peace,
Joseph
Lovely poem John..just lovely..
vesna*
Love Tinka
Love,
Eileen
You write the lovliest, romantic poems,
as always. It's your specialty!
Love, Bonnie
Happy Writing,
Victoria Taylor Murray
Felix
Beautiful write. May you both have many happy years together!
Jill