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By Kevin Alan Lamb
I can see her smile when she laughs
It lights the room
Cuts men in half
Down to size
Measured in comparison to beauty
A smile I’ve known
And still love- though no longer new to me
She is sweet like syrup from a sycamore tree
It drips– I sip, weightless and free
She runs like a child through the cattails at high noon
Lost in forever with you, and not a moment too soon
The tulips and lilies dance for your pleasure
Wind gently blows
Your eyes like treasure
A key to your heart
Starts with a laugh
Simple and unique
A smile is all I seek
Your happiness and contention
Lips worth a mention
I remember them in the past
Life is about the experience of great things– that never seem to last
But in their passing they do not disappear
Certain memories will always be kept near
Close to the heart
Just a recollection away
There they stay, there they lie
Like a puffy white cloud in a blue sky
Hovering amongst natures beauty
No need to be heard
Content chilling at play with birds
In flutter
A harmonious clutter
An arrangement that leads to ask what if?
Could we be weightless?
Under an afternoon sun
Free like children, destined for fun
A child at play is pure and untouchable
Like an ideal in a dream I cannot seem to recall
But it exists
It is there
Waiting to fall
Descend from above
In the right moment
At the right hour
Imagine the power a smile can inspire
Like fuel for a fire
Yearning to burn
As a boy does learn
What it means to be beautiful
So pay close attention
As every inch is worth a mention
Fearful to blink
You might miss the world
As it shines down through the eyes of a single girl.
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Photo Credit to Eric Hampton
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lovely piece…
Thanks for linking up.
A+
I like this…nice flow…very nice.
puffy white cloud is so refreshing! great write! here’s mine for this potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/08/04/here-for-you/
That was a delight to read. Lovely images.
it was interesting where you suddenly referred to ‘her’ as ‘you’ for a few lines – was that deliberate?
Nice to visit here for Poetry Potluck.
http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2011/01/24/dark-teen/
Thank you, it was deliberate. I often use it to convey a sense of reading a poem written about someone, only to suddenly realize it’s about you..
The change in pronouns was really intriguing, and intricately woven in. It was great but a little confusing.
Beautiful! 🙂
I love the way this begins especially and the playful nature of the romance, this was my ideal vision of love when I was a teenager. Thank you for reminding me of that!
remarkable…
Thanks for sharing.
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bless your weekend.
🙂
I like the imagery of this.
Nicely done!
” As every inch is worth a mention
Fearful to blink
You might miss the world
As it shines down through the eyes of a single girl.”
Just beautiful…
Great poem… and very fluid. I like that… “every inch is worth a mention” that’s deep, man!
Beauty in the eyes of a beholder 🙂
Gorgeous piece!
Oh so lovely!