In a crowd of faces,
Your brown eyes stand out-
Warm, like a familiar touch,
They hold a depth of doubt.
They capture the soft glow
Of fading daylight's kiss,
In their gaze, I see moments
Of a calm, quiet bliss.
Each glance is a whisper,
A connection we can feel,
Bringing comfort and warmth
That's simple and real.
Your brown orbs offer solace,
A place where I can rest,
In their steady presence,
I find a love that's blessed.
-Chanté Buchanan
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My Songs of Poetry
PoetryThis poetry book is a heartfelt exploration of the human experience, delving into themes of love, loss, resilience, and self-discovery. Through evocative imagery and poignant language, the poems capture the complexities of emotions, inviting readers...
