Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

My Lover’s Eyes Change Colour


Dependent on her and me her lover
Oh how I’m affected by the weather
How she’s affected by my whatever
Might; have passed me by darkly.

Oh my lover’s eyes regularly, change colour.
From a sticky sweet treacle to an
Ebony, forbidding, black!
Oh how I wish they’d stay eternally, honey light.

Oh my lover’s eyes how I’ve wished,
They’ve never glowed black.
Oh how I’ve wished, they’d wan
Back in colour; again…
Too a sticky sweet honey….
Simply because I; truly love her.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Listen to this poem:

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

improve

Comments about this poem (My Lover’s Eyes Change Colour by Mark Heathcote )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Exciting Colors, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  2. Three Days Before You Left, Mikey Bachman
  3. Conceptualizing Thoughts, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  4. When someone, hasmukh amathalal
  5. Different Thoughts, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  6. A Little Abstract, Naveed Khalid
  7. With a logic, hasmukh amathalal
  8. Peaceful Sophistication, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  9. She Walks By Starlight, Mikey Bachman
  10. Snowdon, Naveed Khalid

Poem of the Day

poet Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet John Todhunter

 

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]