boomerang gaze | spice

what glues my eyes to you?
is it the purple scarf,
that intricately folds round your neck,
gently falling over your cleavage,
elegantly covering your bare shoulders;

is it the orange blouse,
on a sunny day without a single cloud,
complementing the shine of the golden round earings;

or is it the blue jeans,
that maps your curves,
as your legs cross at the thighs,
as it accentuates your great piece of ass,
causing a melee in traffic as it turns eyes;

it all comes down to one thing,
dressed in white, beaming as an angel...
great smile, glossy supple lips,
lovely and longing eyes,
simple braided dark hair,
to forever hold me in your gaze...

a once commenced narration,
a story begun,
a story told,
a story being told,,,
an end..
un-anticipated end,
forever..
is a destination,
i'll be there,
waiting..
till i hold you in my gaze.

spice.scripts 2010