when eyes meet

in the simple act of eyes meeting there is a vast amount of complexity. what is behind those eyes? what is trying to be conveyed? what are the hopes? what are the expectations? what are the desires? what are the fears? what memories lie in those deep green eyes at this very moment? is the look in those eyes common, or unique to me? after our eyes meet, there is a smile of what i think is deep understanding followed by the question “what?”. longing for me to translate all that my eyes are saying at this very moment, you wait. if only i could. if only i were given an eloquent tongue for this one moment and could express the depths. if only i could tell you all i am trying to say. at a loss for words i can only respond with “it is good to be here with you”. it feels as though my tongue has done my eyes and heart an injustice.


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