Your Eyes Are Telling

Your eyes are telling me things that I want to hear,
They whisper your thoughts and invade every orifice humbling me.
Your eyes are telling me that infinity is not just a word,
That with every blink you open one million more possibilities.
I see galaxies and quasars in your irises,
I see beauty marks peppered in your skin for every freckle.
Your eyes are telling the future,
And the mysticism is too much for me to not look away.
But I want to know the future
I realize the urgency of the matter
That I once knew you and you knew me at a different time.
I realize that it’s only been a week
But every time I speak I want to say your name.
I wonder to myself, and sit and think everyday, why we do the things we do.
Are we all bound to make mistakes, or is this a slow R&B joint.
Every time you listen to it, it brings you back to that moment of strange happiness.
If we are not meant to be, why did we enter each others lives?
I still wonder about that question daily.
I look into your eyes and wonder why we aren’t talking
It’s like being kicked into a deep sea, and I’ve drowned.
What makes me miss you?
I don’t know, but my heart is heavy never the less.
I’ve heard you have someone new, and that makes me so happy.
You heart is large and I’m glad you found someone to fill that.
You’re more deserving of that then anyone I know.
Your eyes always see greatness in people.
The power of a smile, kindness in a touch, sweetness in a kiss.
I take in your gaze knowing this may be it.
That was you to me, my joy as well as my pain.
But your eyes they are telling me everything that I want to hear…
But your lips won’t say…
Won’t say…

© October 2005
Staats