Do I dare fantasize
the desire of my heart
or merely childe my thoughts
and my heart to feel not?
Do I dare gaze
upon your beauty,
sculptor to perfection,
marveling the contours
of muscle tones that ripple
with each movement?
Do I dare risk
a chance to look
into eyes that window
the essences of your soul,
and see into there depths
reading a story untold?
Do I dare feel
the emotions within my heart,
that grows as moments pass
unnoticed by you,
or should I remind myself
of my simple statue?
I am a servant.
Yet, I belong to you.
Copyright 2002 Tracey L. Hardie
This painting haunts my soul... I often wonder why, only to find myself lost into her image.
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Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on September 19, 2002
Beautiful words and very heart felt. I can see why this picture would haunt you as it asks questions that are unheard.
Reviewed by Gumby Pokey (Reader)
Reviewed on September 19, 2002
Please Tracey I thought you had more class than this
did you ever think what would happen if Neptune found out you felt this way about me
Oh my dear i am so touched but i must refuse
to bad too because i could fall in love with writing like this
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
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did you ever think what would happen if Neptune found out you felt this way about me
Oh my dear i am so touched but i must refuse
to bad too because i could fall in love with writing like this
Nice to be back... :)
This write is absolutely
beautiful....
I know what you mean about
the photo...
I also have one that i get
so lost into....
Great job Tracey...
Trixie