Those
Eyes....
Those eyes weren't
meant to harm me....
Those eyes were the
kind
that tore me apart
By confusing my emotions
and breaking my heart....
Those eyes came pleading
to make me see
That nothing else
mattered
but just him and me....
Those eyes tried to
take
all I had left
But the thought of
giving in
scared me to death....
Those eyes said "I
want you"
while his lips said
"I love you"
And I was so stupid
to believe they were
true....
Those eyes entered
my being
and really confused
me
Trying to take me
ever so slowly....
Those eyes had caressed
me
and whispered my name
Tried to seduce me
again and again....
Those eyes were the
window
into his soul
They made me feel
needed,
wanted and whole....
Those eyes still roamed
when we weren't together
He didn't really love
me
and he would probably
never....
Those eyes came to
haunt me
long after the time
I told him goodbye
~
he was never really
mine....
No, those eyes did
harm me...
© Christina ~
December, 1989
Again, like "Trust
Me....", this poem was written about the man I very nearly became involved
with when I was 17. My first experience in the "real world", it was both
confusing and beautiful, though hurting me in the end. I was flattered
by his interest in me, and he made me feel special and beautiful ~ but
he was married. Our intimacy never went beyond holding and kissing each
other in the Botanical Gardens during our lunch break, but to me it was
the beginning of a different life than I had known. I guess it was a learning
experience for me. Still, growing pains do hurt.....(smiles)
