you can see what lurks beneath the cover, a hint of danger or potential lover.
can send a message quickly over, shows what is barely under the cover.
a smile, a frown or just a clown,
blue or grey, green or hazel brown. the sight in which you can drown, the feelings show barely kept down.
is it happiness, grief and sadness? are all the feelings mixed a mess?
do you miss me, and do i miss you, do they speak what’s inner true?
i’m i feeling sad and blue?
and this is what does show through. but are my feelings stuck like glue?
I will not say but you may  know, the feelings just might barely show. they follow me to where i go, these lonely eyes are my windows......