Those eyes

Those grayish, blueish eyes

Deeper, deeper still I look

They have me hooked

This feeling is something I can’t define

Between you and me is a fine line

What do I cry?

Why do I mourn for something that isn’t mine?

What should I do about those grayish, blueish eyes?

They speak to me in a way I can’t describe

They pull me in with a stare

Is this fair?

I can’t look away

I must stay

Why don’t I pull myself astray

I need to gaze into those eyes one last time

This feels like a crime, yet I still proceed

It’s a need

A purpose to look into those grayish, blueish eyes

Further, and farther still

You look away

I cannot stay

I drift along a road

But I see something and slow

Those grayish blueish eyes are back

Once again, I stare

But the canvas is different

The eyes are not yours anymore

But the eyes

The eyes are the same