Wednesday, November 16, 2005

I can't take my eyes off you (relax a bit)



Nor yet were you seen
neither seen nor heard
when this earth was made
when the sky was built...

- Kalevala 3:245-248

He looked up as he plodded
Down 42nd Street,
So many nameless faces
All shuffling to some beat.

So many anonymities,
But then, to his surprise,
He suddenly made contact
With a pair of hazel eyes.

She looked into his soul's windows
And didn't look away.
A wry smile grew inside his mind;
"All right," he thought, "I'll play."

He gazed back at her placidly,
His cold blue eyes grew warm.
And only then did he glance down
To admire her female form.

As she passed him by that day,
He hazarded a grin.
She kept her lovely eyes on his
But still,
to his chagrin,
The woman walked away from him,
Without reciprocating.

He chuckled silently,
knowing
That other eyes were waiting.


-- courtesy : AndersenSilva.com

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