Sunday, March 4, 2012

To love her

She was
so much bigger than he’d imagined…but then
                          he’d never
                                       really looked before.  Looked and seen.
Her eyes revealed enormity of wisdom and had they always searched
his this way, he wondered.
     They commanded his attention so he couldn’t
     turn away. 
Forced to finally view her beauty, deep and wide and undeniable.
                               How could he not have known?




But to see her, was to love her;
Love but her, and love for ever.
-Robert Burns




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5 comments:

  1. smiles...nice moment of realization there...that moment when love becomes possible....

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  2. good poem! thank you

    Wander

    http://wanderwithoutbeinglost.blogspot.com

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  3. We all need to be seen that way...by someone.

    =)

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