your eyes

i imagine –

days with you –

strolling through open doors,

passing through endless rooms of

contentment.

 

feeling close –

without the need to touch,

we’d share that which cannot be said.

 

rather than speeding straight into the

need –

by-passing the greed of

have-to-have –

lingering –

instead – on the very ledge

of – just enough…

 

your eyes hold secrets –

places i have never been –

realms of unclaimed pleasure –

i would die to comprehend!

more than much…

into this world we’re born –

craving affection –

warm caress,

open arms,

love…

 

and as we walk along life’s journey

we search for that – connection –

eyes that meet,

glance shared,

confirmation of mutual admiration…

 

yet –

it seems –

that if that touch,

that – embrace –

falls outside the paradigms of social acceptance –

we push away,

close doors,

retreat…

 

why is it –

my friend –

my feelings invade your – right?

my need exceeds your – allowed?

 

i have only everything to give to you –

sunlight on a cloudy day –

care, more than all of life’s unconcern –

and love –

pure as fire,

real as touch.

 

i only wish to be that which you need – 

all of want – more than much!