When I look into those eyes,
what I see is no surprise.
Those eyes can’t tell lies.
They tell me a story of love,
pain, power, sunshine, rain.
Words can’t do justice. Looking
at you gives me a chance to
stop and think about my life.
I see all the places you’ve been:
all the tight spots you’re in.
The things you have seen
reveal themselves in real time.
Those eyes know that the sun
still shines. All of your misery
will eventually become history.
Those eyes are windows into
your soul, and your soul glistens,
as my ears learn to listen. Often,
I see those eyes invite mine
to an unspoken conversation.
They talk in ways the mouth can’t.
They tell me I can overcome
any situation. Without hesitation,
those eyes show me a new world:
a world lonely, lovely, and magical.
I get lost in those eyes. They reassure
that unpredictable things will occur.
When I see those eyes, I stop. I stare.
Deep down, I see someone who cares.