I don't know why I stop and melt, <br />Way above my station, scurried sighs.. <br />With every steamy glance that's dealt, <br />I fall, surrendered to your eyes..... <br /> <br />I try to be big, try to be strong, <br />this private visual language steals my soul', <br />and I know it won't be long.. <br />Till we realise our final goal...... <br /> <br />A certain spice in the recipe, <br />No one else can conjure up' <br />Chemical balance...you and me, <br />and still I've never felt your touch..... <br /> <br />I feel those watching from 'outside'... <br />up for tender, tender hooks', <br />You'll never read me completely, <br />Never read me like your books. <br /> <br />Heart builds hooks from strenghth to strength, <br />Smiling with every beat thats met, <br />I would go to any length, <br />To catch your eyes.. it's true, and yet... <br />It's something else, behind those eyes... <br />That makes me glow, feel warm inside' <br />If you look in mine you'll see 'your' soul' <br />Holding mine with love untold..........<br /><br />Darren Cornwall<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soul-windows/
