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By willtobe1 Date: 2005 Mar 28 Comment on this Work [[2005.03.28.11.04.14446]] |
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See, I spend most my time in a sleep-walking state In shadows and half-tones of gray-colored life Accepting unquestioned my fortunes, my fate Ambling haply around until you happened by And magicly, mysticly drew me awake Blinking and winking and drinking in eyes Dazzling, prismatic, hypnotically bright Eyes brimming with life like a cup running over Eyes dancing with light like the sun on clear water As bright to my mind as a stage in a play- I could not help myself; I could not look away! I got lost in those eyes, found myself somewhere else At least one horizon from where I had dwelt An enchantment not only of all I could see But of all that I was, all I felt, hoped could be! And all of a sudden my molasses thick tongue Became nimble with all that I've heard, seen or done (But maybe you thought I was always that way not knowing how seldom I have much to say) The best of my best I beamed out at you I was hoping that you would wake up to me, too! |