soul

copyright c e ayr

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soul


when I look into your eyes
I am absorbed by their beauty
green and darkly sparkling
but I see something else
beyond the surface
and I remember why they’re called
the window to the soul

now I know nothing of such things
nothing of souls
I have no firm belief in any deity
but if there is such a being
when she created your eyes
she made a window that no glassmith
ever equalled
because what they show
is I guess what they call
a miracle
a depth of love
a reflection of time
an image of life itself

and I want to spend all eternity
purely enchanted

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About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered peace in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte Vermeille, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random. So, nobody’s perfect.
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20 Responses to soul

  1. Bridgette's avatar Bridgette says:

    Another very romantic poem. I’ve got green eyes too, although mine are the kind that change with my mood and become golden or blue. ❤️

  2. Such a beautiful poem and a beautiful reading!

  3. johncoyote's avatar johncoyote says:

    Verbal and the written poetry. So good.

  4. johncoyote's avatar johncoyote says:

    Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
    Please listen and read the amazing poetry.

  5. Always good to hear about you falling in love rather than terminating others with extreme prejudice (which can be a good thing, don’t get me wrong). Bravo,

  6. jenne49's avatar jenne49 says:

    How beautiful.
    It has such a delicate, loving touch in the idea and the language.
    Truly beautiful.

  7. Katrin Curson's avatar Katrin Curson says:

    “and I want to spend all eternity
    purely enchanted” …lovely way to end this beautiful poem.

  8. Drink to me only with thine eyes…..

    Did you know green eyes are the rarest in the world? I have no complaints being in the minority! Thank you for this love poem so divine 💚

    • ceayr's avatar ceayr says:

      Lovely to see you here again, Nancy, I thought you’d abandoned me.
      And I’m not even surprised that you have green eyes, you are delightful in every possible way!

      • Abandon? Never! That is not my style, C.E. I’ve been at the mercy of WordPress, being held captive in their Spam Slammer and unable to comment on many posts. Just a frustrating glitch which they said was “unfixable” but I proved them wrong. 😉 If you take a look in your WP spam settings, you may find some of my errant comments. It’s a moot point now that the problem seems to be rectified and I am back in action!

        Yes, they are indeed green! 💫 💚

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