The eyes... it's all in the eyes

eyes

windows to the soul
some say

get lost inside
losing sound of the surroungding noise
that somehow fades into the distance
and all your concentration is
focused on those

eyes


lost in their greenishgoldenbrownness
that almost, on the right day
match the color of your own

eyes

that have a tendency to
change color with the weather
sometimes more brown
sometimes more golden
always with flecks of green

did you know that about me?
that my eyes change color?

and the

eyes

they just draw you in and
make you want to lean over
just far
enough
for
everything to
become
out
of
focus
and
just close enough
to
almost
reach

lips
that you want
so
much
to
kiss

and now you're watching the lips
instead of the

eyes

and it takes all your concentration to
focus
until you realize that you're

staring

how rude
and so you go back to
looking into those

eyes

and finally have to look

away

for a second and catch your breath
because it's been
taken
away
by
those
eyes