She captures the eye of the dark horse. <br />Something about the intensity <br />in which they glare <br />that hypnotizes her, <br />charms her. <br /> <br />Sentient decry hungry <br />for a puzzle to be solved. <br />Another heart to conquer. <br />Those beautiful one’s <br />that stand hauteur <br />catch her eye’s unmovable gaze. <br /> <br />Eye to eye passions rise, <br />neither willing to break the spell. <br />Nefarious intent, he’ll zone in on <br />her in the largest of crowds. <br /> <br />Seduce her, bleed her. <br />Impales her blind, faceless. <br /> <br />Something magnetic <br />about the <br />bombastic aura <br />of those dark beauties. <br /> <br />A resplendent serpents dance; <br />and when his eyes rest on her words <br />it’s like a genial kiss on the forehead.<br /><br />Joyce Chelmo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/marauder/
