These Eyes

These eyes
that exude something
of the mystery
in me
Leave clues to
the pathways
of my soul
that cry tears
for pain too deep
for words
or shine brightly
with a joy
about which I'll
never speak
These eyes that see
so far
that pierce sometimes
just a bit too deep
and see the things
perhaps they weren't
meant to see
These eyes that are mine
to speak with as I must
These eyes that search
the world for another
soul to trust

ily, 2004