Point of light

Still startled by your gaze
which echoes and sings,
speaks of contemplative things.
Makes arguments and intrigues.
Clears out cobwebs and clutter.
Finds secrets and sensitivities.
Awakens dreams and misguided ambitions.

A gaze that’s worth getting.
Like a sudden gust of wind
you blow my silence away
with one gaze into the depths
of you souls forgotten doorway.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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