Mr. Brown Eyes

His eye’s seem to called to me
From somewhere across the room
I could feel them on me
Like hot butter melting in summer night ~
That hair so dark and soft
Those eyes so deep~
He never says a word
Yet his eyes burn me with just a look,
Like a tattoo of loving pain onto my heart ~

Am I in Love?
Or is this just your way of filling me with lustful torture?
You are so close now
I can almost feel you on my skin..
We start to sway
Hearing music from the band ~
We stand so near
I could almost touch your lips with mine ~

I look up feeling your eyes on me,
I begin to hope you
Could feel the burning from with in me
With one touch I know I will go up in flames ~
Leaning close
Brushing your lips with mine ….

I awake
Covered in sweat
To reach out finding
You’re not here again
This being apart is killing me!
I hit the pillows again
Hard
Closing my eyes
I softly hear
The music from the band starting back up
Sighing deeply
As I begin dreaming of you again.

Kim Snyder 2006