Sharp and crisp as snowy nights
crystal clear in prism lights,
gentle orbs that sparkle bright
shining are your eyes tonight.
Reflected jewels of liquid amber
like dripping rich fondant creams,
chocolate in the deepest hue,
I bow my head to look at you.
Eyes that hold this strangeness well
in candlelight they watch and drink
forgotten words, much time to think.
A bitter pill that's hard for you,
as fairy lights come into view,
white and golds, red and greens,
you simply watch in reverent scene,
reflections in those honest eyes
of baubles and of Christmas time.
In Christmas lights my poems for you
expressed in love, a poignant view...
All Rights Reserved: 2008
09 December, 2008
Posted by Susie Hemingway at 11:29