ANGEL EYES

Every time I look into those lovely angel eyes
I see is what inspires sunrise 

I see a love that can't be bought
Passion that can't be fought
I can hear every word, see every thought
Unashamed and un-hidden, you open me like a cut

Loving me still, burn me with your jealousy and your wrath
Fingers touch, ignite my fire; hot
Turn my lights on, wake the butterflies in my gut
Beauty entrapped in a body threatening to burst forth
I'm spell stroke 

Frozen on the spot like blood clot

One look from you travels me into unending fantasies
Am awake but dreaming, this can't be reality
Attention with no hurry
Unfold me like the mysteries in the book of poetry
Every word, syllable, pause, clause and silence amplified clearly
In want but satisfied, licking lips 

Gently, tenderly, greedily
Reflexes forgiven; understanding spontaneity
Is this love, is this love, is this love

Killing me softly
Breathing in quick successions, 

Shallow and rapidly
Un-sounded octave coursed by a feeling deeply

Am awake but dreaming
Dreaming inside a dream
Am silent but screaming
I can't hold my steam
Am in love
For the very last time
Am in love
Am lost in your angel eyes
©Kyng David, All Rights Reserved, 2014