I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

The History of Eyes

When we wrap our mind around a look,

a glance,

a certain askance chance of

being on the outside

looking in,

searching, imagining, wondering,

yet, always knowing we will need clarity,

for it is their own,

not ours,

it is a state of mind sort of thing,

a recognized yearn to identify just what we are,

in the glance of an eye.


Add the smile, the pensive notion,

a downward glance, perhaps straight ahead,

though a picture may be worth so many avenues,

we are left alone

to be the architect of who we might wish to be,

or even still,

that is the look we could not imagine,

until we became that quiet resonant,

still life moment.


Oh to understand the picture speaks,

the slight reflection or is it a damp reminder

of our privacy,

the inner spoken reality of an internal mind,

caught in the moment,

the flash of light gives a spectacular grace

to this element of sweet sombre sensuality.

For it is she that holds the picture

in my hand while I imagine the elegance

of her own quiet being, suggests peace

will find its way inside the waiting rain.

Please, your words are ever so appreciated ...

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