Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I never knew
The look

The look where he slipped into me
fingered the hands of time
dug into the history of my existence
so that he bore witness to my conception

I never knew
a look such as this

my soul has been researched
with the computer of his eyes

Lucy-

....beware the terminator...the extinguishable feelings....that they mechanically render...with their questions of ....why?....and their braggin' bout their high I.Q.'s......good things stick to em.....beware those that would change a good thing.....we come on board
so interesting.....interested....becoming intertwined......hold those cards tight to yer vest.....poetics is gift....Rumi blessed....Ryokan the fool...which is good...Emily Dickinson a Queen....even when tied to an attic.....POE.....now there's a story...that made a writer.....walkin' his streets....little changed in 150 years old neighborhood in Baltimore........where ya make sure ya lock the house doors....land of pleasant living simplicity....what we are lookig for.......the door is open...............wired

Dug this fine poem out and enjoyed.

beside still waters
he has led me
in the computer of her eyes

thanks for kicking this one up again