What do you see in my eyes?
Clouds thunder on by
Leaving my mind
Thick- congested, muffled
In thought.
I wait for the sky to lift
The heaviness off my mind
Yet my endless drifting of thoughts
And dreams are not lifting.
I have yet to hear
when someone looks into my eyes
humor, lightheartedness, playfulness
Instead it's intensity, mixture of deep thought, determination
And sometime concern.
I never share truly what's there.
For me, when I look into my eyes-
I describe it with color-
Green, blue, grays and red
Maybe someday I'll share.
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 7:43 PM UTC
What do you see in my eyes?
Clouds thunder on by
Leaving my mind
Thick- congested, muffled
In thought.
I wait for the sky to lift
The heaviness off my mind
Yet my endless drifting of thoughts
And dreams are not lifting.
I have yet to hear
when someone looks into my eyes
humor, lightheartedness, playfulness
Instead it's intensity, mixture of deep thought, determination
And sometime concern.
I never share truly what's there.
For me, when I look into my eyes-
I describe it with color-
Green, blue, grays and red
Maybe someday I'll share.
