Is it how he looked at you, or more the feeling you keep searching for in those eyes?
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On the high cliff, an old rock house, its windows open to the sea — and on the shaky bridge, a young man, eyes clear as the ones upon the cross. His smile brought a thousand lights; his eyes struck the deepest insight. Years passed, yet in the sleepless nights that smile stayed, unbidden. When those eyes pierced inside mine, only a small sigh was left — the one thing a heart could feel. Nothing has changed by the open sea, only my heart twitches for those clear eyes, wishing someday they glance
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On the high cliff, standing an old rock house,
with windows open to the sea, by the shaky bridge,
clinging a young man, with eyes clear as ones on the cross.
His smile brought a thousand lights,
and his eyes spark the deepest insights,
when you meet him, you will see,
nothing in the past means anything,
he grasps you with his gentleness and purity,
only thing left is to lean on his sides.
Many years passed until these passing days,
his smile stayed in the sleepless nights,
without consciousness of his existence,
pounded head to seek for what it says.
Perhaps it means little that could be spoken or taught,
when those eyes pierced inside mine, what left was only a small sigh,
as the only thing a heart could have felt.
Standing at the windows of the old rock house, by the open sea,
with the shaky bridge still hanging beneath,
nothing really changed much,
only my heart twitches for those clear eyes,
wishing someday they again glance at me.
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that thing about his smile staying in the sleepless nights, yeah, i know that. the thing that haunts you without asking.
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i get the feeling of something being impossible to shake, like you know it's a memory but it lives like it happened yesterday. or like, keeps happening.
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The poem seems a bit melancholic at times, longing for days gone and seeing them as a distant memory... However at "Many years passed until these passing days," it shows the optimism for the future latent, and hidden, in the poem itself. An optimism that shows and is careful not to spoil, a happiness and hope for the years to come to bring as much as those passing days :)
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Is it how he looked at you, or more the feeling you keep searching for in those eyes?
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So is the rock house the main place, or does the setting just follow wherever your mind goes when you're thinking about him?
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