There Is Something About Your Eyes Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There is something about your eyes
That is a secret to me
Troubles ahead their disguise
Something passing on to be
How you live and what you’ve
Giving regrets to last night
Feelings that you need to prove
In their moments way flight

Something like a new glare
Seeing me all inside and out
Touches that are still there
I didn't know before about
Physical evidence coming true
All that’s in the lines between us
You and I sleeping here through
What’s going on inside and thus

Trust this feeling and kiss away
Nothing to become of its dark
Light I'll be finding in the day
That to both shall alter a spark
Like a kite with its long tail
Filling empty sleeps by now
Giving and filling from its avail
Managing living rush somehow