Windows to Your Soul

I see your eyes,

They seem to say,

All that you'll never give away,

Why is it that you never show

The life inside that ebbs and flows

And forms a river deep inside

Of thoughts and questions that you hide?

It doesn't know. It doesn't see.

It questions; unsure, gentle, free.

I saw it in your eyes today;

An honest passion; the joy of play.

I wish that you would not disguise

The beauty that's behind those eyes.