And There Were Your Eyes

September 30, 2011

Staring

Waiting

Wanting

Asking

Pleading

Overflowing

Giving

Love of years,

And for years to come

Without condition or warrant

For a life down that expressway

Seen so often, so unoriginal,

Racing so fast that reasons were needed then lost

Rather than a walk under oaks

At a pace that yields

The love in my hand to yours, held.

Without wavering

Do your eyes remain, power

That keep mine in straight gaze.