Upon our meeting I asked You for just one thing?
Would you give me the chance to look in Your eye?
By A thing more provident than Chance
Would your eyes soften with a smile
so gentlly as to outline the corners of your mouth?
The Energy flows
Both of us inside
Where wisdom grows
And all warm feelings start and flow
@grosshaj, put more feeling into it, develop a vocabulary, use metaphors to stimulate the flux of sentiments through symbols, it`s nice but not good enough. I understood your poem intellectualy but i didn`t feel it, a poem without feeling is impotent.