Whispers of the Eyes

Mustard was your shade
Lime was mine
We both knew
From the look
In the eyes

Professional decorum was maintained
Words were sparse
Yet the undercurrents, raged

So close we were standing by
Yet so far were our thoughts
In the twinkling of eyes
You follow me
You haunt me
You want me
So do I

We both know
For it's the desire in the eyes
That gives away
Our guise

It was the final look
Before goodbye
A tacit understanding
Of the feelings
We both have

You know
So do I

©LR