Look not in my eyes, for fear
They mirror true the sight I see,
And there you find your face too clear
And love it and be lost like me.
A. E. Housman (1859–1936)

Your Eyes   Your eyes, dark, sensual, captivating Yet they pierce through me like a laser Emitting a focused beam Right into the depths of my soul Your face unlined, belying your years Still you exude immense graceful charm Of your well defined handsome features However, an air of loss and sadness Is silently expressed upon your face You don’t smile often… Although, your full lips, Are seemingly passionate A slight tilt at the corners Urges the sensuousness of a full smile That will radiate with warmth And light up your face Flowing into the depths of Your eyes, dark, sensual, captivating! ~*~ © Elga~Indigo~ 2 August 2005 – All rights reserved 11H01am