the first you see when you see me
are my big, round brown eyes.
brown as dark amber hitting the sun,
rounder than the moon.
you think they are beautiful,
an entrancing color that I possessed,
full of wonder and searching for
something to create and discover.
the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen --
but I know you see more than what you think,
just a little more than what you see...
tell me

tell me, what do you think my eyes
have seen ?
what have they seen over the years,
what have they witnessed?
do you think they hold secrets,
many truths.. or many lies ?

what do you see trapped in the specks of amber in my eyes?
have they seen hurt or death?
pain and suffering?
or have they seen something a little worse,
like the near future ?

tell me what you think is inside of beauty, my love.
do you see what you want or do you see what I need ?
do you see the truth in these eyes of mine ?