Their eyes interlocking with mine,
What do you see?
You look so deep
I see your faces in my sleep.
I see into you, into your dreams.
They make me paranoid, your thoughts,
Your desires, they invade my ind.
There are so many I think I know
I swear I have been here before.
The knowledge of them pervades my thoughts
Thoughts I do not appreciate,
I'd rather not be aware of.
Past experiences keep revealing in my head
Scared of these feelings, So much I hate,
Those eyes boring so deep, too much to keep,
So much is hidden,
So much is revealed
Those eyes...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
They are the Windows to the soul.