When I can't sleep, I write. I wish that I could sleep when I can't write.
Didn’t know you were setting my soul on fire
But I was aware of the spark
Sometimes it was a just a glance
A fleeting look that brought me to a smile
But many times your gaze was longer
A considerate pause
You’d stare and wait for me to share in your moment
I wonder how many times I missed it
How many times had you rested there
Waiting for me
I am sad for those times
But I accept the good of moments I didn’t miss
The times I couldn’t turn away
Your eyes make me beautiful
The fire takes everything
To have nothing left but the radiance of the blazing fire in my soul
Is all I need to last me until the ashes
©2008 – Michelle Hix
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7 comments:
beautiful ;)
You need to sleep less, seriously. That was awesome.
That was beautiful Michelle. Seriously, you have such a way with writing poetry. xx
Makes me tear up and have to get some "cotton" for my eyes
Thanks ladies!
Cottonmouth
I can't remember what you needed...small, medium or large cotton tube socks...or the jumbo pack from Costco?
You are very talented my daughter-in-law. I am very proud of you.
JackTheMan
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