Poetry

He loved her green eyes; they told him so much
Her wild and tameless hair blowing in the wind
Will it ever stop, he wondered, that unbrideled spirit she has?
Her long muscular, but lean legs, her tempting rosy, red lips
He longed for her, he ached for her; she was unique
Like a wild animal; she growled a little moan at times
She was always thinking of new and interesting things to do
And ways to do them........it made him crazy
He dreamt of her in his sleep; he dreamt of her while he was awake
Her perfectly poreless skin; so soft like a babies
He loved her so; did she know it, or was his imagination running wild
He could only see things in her green eyes
We all covet things we cannot have ; things we want so badly
But she was different, living next door was so hard
Seeing her daily, it was like a job
So, until he could find the words ; he would have to just look at her 
Beautiuful sparkling Green Eyes........