Stare

January 30, 2012 at 6:28 PM

Yours is a stoic stance
Yours is a dark eyed stare
That moves between brown and green ambiguity.
In your charming gaze 
How little of your secrets are revealed.

In smiles so often folly
How I give too much away
The mystery weakens with my laughter.
Mine is a stance of affection
Mine eyes so accessible. 

By: A.F. Spykerman