Blindproject21722 Mar 2003

It was the special sound of his voice.
Or the gleam in his eyes.
Wait, what if it was the way he said You'r name that unmasked his disguise.

I'm not certain,
but whatever the cause, my mind still questions
is this love?

I heard my body scream as his hands touched my face
I felt my knees weaken as he slowly kissed me
But these moments do not campare to when we laid
eye to eye in the bed we had shared
and knowing his thoughts as he stared
That was the look in his eyes
I will never be the same
With him by my side

And in that one brief moment,
In that space of time
When all else stood still
i met love...

(Your poem was good but it had too many excess words that slowed the pace and flow. The fewer words in most cases will better support your meaning and will keep peoples attention.) 5