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Your Eyes

November 11, 2009
By CharmingChar PLATINUM, Bronxville, New York
CharmingChar PLATINUM, Bronxville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
Robert Frost

Your eyes are like diamonds,

Hard, cold, and beautiful

Like baby birds hatching,

Misshaped, miraculous, and adorable

Like corn growing,

Boring, long, and sweet

Like dirty smudges on my white shirt,

Annoying, there, and washable

A piece of coal being burnt

An ember under the fire

A sunset on my ocean

A hair on my shirt

Like an old race horse,

Shaggy, glossy, and imperious

Like an abandoned tire swing,

Dimensional, round and loved

A man tossed over board and saved

A complex math problem finally solved

A torn pillowcase mended by soft hands.

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austin said...
on Dec. 18 2011 at 8:27 pm
ur a really good writer too bad u can forgive people