He sees the beauty in her
He sees so much it does stir
He sees her smile, melts away
He sees an angel, his heart she stays…
Her eyes look him so deep
Her eyes his soul doesn’t reap
Her eyes melt like chocolate buttons
Her heart connects in unison
He just wants to wrap in her tight
He just wants to bathe in her light
He just wants to gaze in her eyes
He just wants to continually sigh
She knows how he looks at her
She knows the feelings she does stir
She knows how she can play
She knows how she can win this day
Games of the heart to play, the natural order
Games of the heart to play this anaconda
Games of the heart to play it tightens so
Games of the heart to play, where does it go?
They look at each other, lost so true
They look at each other, into the blue
They look into each other, suddenly see
They look into each other, finally free….
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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