I AM LOVE
I am who you reach out for in the midst of a bad nightmare. I am a cooling wind that breezes through your swaying hair. I am long walks in an autumn park. I am the fluttering spark in every beat of your heart. I am where you run to, and who you run to when you run. I am the warm arms that embrace you, as bright as the sun. I am the eyes that hear the cries of your soul. I am the hand that wipes your tears away when you lose control. I am the one who lives in your heart and dies in your eyes. I am what you search for and find, then cherish with pride. I am the gift that flows from above. Have you guessed who I am yet? I am Love.
© Russell Rose
LOOK INTO MY EYES
If you want to see my world. If you desire to see my life. If you'd like to see my soul. Look into my eyes.
You will see a man who never was a boy. One who never had a toy … you can see this in my eyes.
You will see a child, lonely and afraid. Though abandoned he stayed brave; he's still that way today. Will you look into his eyes?
As you look inot my eyes, tell me: do you see my pain? My passion and my anger, my regrets and then my rage? Emotions that are heavier than cold November rain, labeled as a menace to society that statistically won't change. When you look into my eyes, can you see me stealing cars? Because I was homeless, I slept in them. It was either that or behind bars. Look a little further; do you see me running the streets? I starved for lack of knowledge; I went in garbage cans to eat. What you see inside my eyes is pretty dark and very deep..
And i guarantee: if you continue looking, you will weep.
Look into my eyes …my eyes … my eyes!
© Russell Rose
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