HER EYES
I like her eye's intensity,
I like the feel of her stare,
I like the touch of her eyes.
She sees past me, she sees through me;
It is her eyes; their look.
It is ongoing passion in a glance,
It is inspiration in a blink.
A wild frolic, I am lost,
And I can't help but wonder
at the marvel,
and,
does she
when she sees
my eyes.
Jeremy Steel