When I look at you,
my eyes hold that glare.
The one that speaks so freely,
open to possibility, hope & despair.
I caution my mind to adjust view,
Stubborn, I squeeze them shut.
Yet, youíre still there.
Along with this harnessed force,
burrowed so deep in a half-lit lair.
My lips cant help but quiver,
I bite them back.
And again my body shivers.
No doubt its shared.
A want thatís never been so strong.
A wait thatís never felt so long.
At last I find a game, so fair,
Id stay all day watch& cheer.
Got me in a constant stance,
no need for a chair.
So forgive my socalled weakness
and random acts of care.
It is not my fault my soul urges you near.
And as I notice with half a glance,
the sadness in your eyes.
It doesnít help to think IF I had a chance,
Id make you smile from the inside.
And that my friend is RARE