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  8397.     

My Eyes Have You In Them Too Much!

My eyes have you in them too much!
I catch myself in vacant stares.
Becoming helpless and aware I am noticed...
Being out of focus.
My eyes have you in them too much!

My eyes have you in them too much,
Too soon.
Too quick you've managed to interfere,
With my routine.
Too sudden to me it seems you are there.
Or here,
Or...
Wherever you are,
Doing this.
Or that!
Or...
Whatever this is,
Beginning an entrapment.
Yes,
I am feeling like that!
A victim of a mental snack.

My eyes have you in them too much!
And I am not quite sure as to why!
But then...
I'm not quite sure when this started.
My eyes have you in them too much!

And...
I am doing my best,
Not to get my heart involved.
And yet...
If it was,
Would you be there to care...
My eyes have you in them too much,
Everywhere!
 
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  8398.     

My Eyes Were On Your Tomatoes

I now am missing kissing.
And that's since I've gotten older...
With time to think of this,
Especially when it's cold outside...
And I'm inside with wishes.
Wanting more to snuggle close.
And I connect that to being older.

Oh how I like to dance.
And when I dance I hear the jokes.
The young folks laugh and the old ones sit.
As I dance on the floor,
Not giving a...
Well,
Not much thought of it!

And when I invite 'anyone',
To do a 'swing' with me...
I refer to the dance.
But there's a hush that is silent.
And the floor is cleared,
Instantly.

'You dance too dirty old man.'

Excuse me?
What on Earth are you thinking about?

I now am missing kissing.
And that's since I've gotten older...
With time to think of this,
Especially when it's cold outside...
And I'm inside with wishes.
Wanting more to snuggle close.
And I connect that to being older.

Even at the grocery store,
I'm careful of the questions I ask.
I try to stay focused...
With other things on my mind.

Are those breasts fresh?

'I beg your pardon? '

Those breasts you've selected,
And packed in your bag.
Those chicken breasts,
Are they fresh?

'Oh?
I suppose they are.
Everything I've got is fresh.'

Well that's a relief.
Do you mind if I touch them?
I haven't seen them look that good,
In quite some time.

'My breasts? '

Oh no, no, no.
I'm sorry.
My eyes were on your tomatoes.

'You don't shop too often do you? '

Not at this time of the day.
 
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  8399.     

My Eyes When Closed Are Yours

No I don't know how you feel,
When you're alone.
No I don't know what to say,
Or do...
While we're miles apart.

All I want and wish is this for you,
To come to realize...
My eyes,
When closed...
Are yours to keep.

No I don't know how you feel,
When you're there alone.
No I don't know what to say,
Or do...
At times like this.

All I want and wish for you,
To come to realize...
My eyes when open,
Never leave your side.
And when closed in my dreams,
They're on you forever...
To keep.
 
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  8400.     

My Faith 'Is' My Life

An achievement to reach,
To declare successfully accomplished...
Can only truthfully be identified,
By those who have sacrificed their lives...
With a surprise awakening to realize,
If their eyes had been left on achieving success...
Instead of remaining devoted with kept initiative,
None of what has been accomplished...
Would have existed without motivation to give.

'So what was it that you had sacrificed? '

~I don't remember. Honestly, I don't.
When I awaken each day to express my blessings,
I no longer take notice...
To which ones have come to award me,
With a sacrificing done.
When they arrive and come.
I'm too busy being grateful for the gift of life.
Whatever else that has come to be done,
'Others' may perceive I should welcome to announce...
Can only be attributed to my kept faith.
And to do that on a daily basis has become a habit.~

'But...
Isn't THAT a sacrifice? '

~My faith?
My faith 'is' my life!
And perhaps I've become addicted to getting that 'hit'.
With everything else I do to get done to go unnoticed.~
 
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