That would be perfection in a relationship I think. But that's only my thoughts as they were inspired by your verses. Thank you, Sharon. Love and peace to you,

Regis

I see a pair of loving eyes waiting to meet the man of your dreams in a rapture that has no end.

Beautifully written, Sharon.
How often does a parent say to a child, "Look at me when I'm speaking to you!" The eyes are the point of communication, telling of love, happiness, humor, sorrow, pain, worry......
And to look into the eyes of the one you love--the one whose gaze reveals the same love for you--a treasure indeed.
This poem is enjoyable and insightful!

"when one can see himself as others see him and at the same time sees others as they themselves, he has partially cleansed the doors of perception" ... of course, admiration has its own agenda ...



thought stimulating and quite moving ...

A truly lovely write, Sharon.
Peace,
Carolyn

Art and poetry are perfection
Intelligent write.......the soul is what one should see
paxA

I see what you mean...very nice.

This is such a beautiful poem depicting the essense of true beauty through the entire body, soul and spirit. You have captured what being in love is all about.

This poem is pricless Sharon.

Wonderful summation and the whole poem lives and breathes though the sincerity and passion of its lines. This both gives and receives. TY Kate xx

beautiful theory
all we can do is that and keep being who we are
excellent thought-provoking share
hope and faith is good!!!

Sharon,

I see the wisdom, beauty and sensuality of life.

Emotions flow from the stream of togetherness ~making their ways to the lake of union~ to make "What Do You See?" a poem to stand by the doors of the millennia.

I did enjoy the reading of "What Do You See?".

I salute You, Poet.


Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

So soft and tender... lovely thoughts and confessional.
This is a rare poem that tugs at whatever is good in me.
Thank you for putting all of this love in writing for us.
- Bill

Par excellence...there can only be the me...no two souls are the same...though they might look the same in the eye of the beholder!!

Love Tinka

This poem is really quite profound in suggesting it's not so much what you see in someone's eyes as who you see.

One's eyes, of course, are more than just iris and pupil. It's everything surrounding the eyes and how the eyes in all their parts and eyelids and tissues around them change and position themselves as they reflect what they see and how they feel about what they see.

In many ways, the eyes are the principal roadmap in perceiving the character of the soul.

Your last line is very telling, Sharon: "I hope you see the me in me." Yes, indeed, I want to see more than the physical "me" in you, I want to see the full-charactered "me" in you.

When the one seeing and the one being seen have mutual perceptions is when the magnetism of personal attraction grabs us and won't let go. Sometimes, the exchange of a meaningful glance can send you into a tailspin from which you never recover.

Your ten lines triggered a lot of introspective thought on my part 'cause I really liked your poem. If I'm still sitting here three hours from now, send out a rescue squad, will you?

Love to you,
Richard

I see a very lovely poem here.

What a captivating write my friend...I agree with Daibhidh, the eyes can be captivating. For they can reveal pain, joy, sorrow, truth, and often deception. Great write enjoyed!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

As a man who enjoys painting and sketching portraits, the eyes are the most captivating part of the face. The nose, and to some extent the lips, are muscle forms, but the eyes are the objects out of which character, emotion and spirit are endemic. They convey either sadness, joy, exhuberance, despair, anger, love, detachment or excitement etc. When I hand over the finished portrait to the recipient, he or she almost without exception looks straight at the eyes. Why? To identify with the person.
Painting your eyes as shown here, I would seek to capture the look of quiet reassurance and deep seated affection, both of which are also borne out by the sentiments expressed in this lovely poem.

Regards
Dai

Bet you say that to all the guys...

Quite profound, the me in me, as you say you have the outa me, and the inner me, two mes, weird how we can question that, my brains just about to explode..

Beautiful loving sentiments and looking at the picture of your eyes looking back at me it is almost like you at speaking to each and every one of us here on the den. When I look into your eyes I see, understanding, intelligence, compassion, passion, and a great heart with an enormous capacity to love. Well done.

Fee