Don't Look

 

 

Why are not the oceans brown like your eyes,

Or a cloudless day not brown in the skies?

Why does God not allow me constant view

Of the bright darkness I see within you?

 

 

So deep I look into thine eyes brown,

Were they water, no doubt I would drown.

So long I stare into your eyes with such skill,

That were the skies brown I would remain but still.

 

 

But how may I see those beauties at all,

When between you and me exists a great wall?

Of time, of place, of circumstance,

And all it allows, an occasional glance

 

I should not bother and I should not care,

But entranced I am when at you I stare.

 

 

So I chip away every chance that I may

In hopes that gray wall will fall someday;

That we will be left together, alone,

While between us still, not one single stone.

 

But until that fine day when love be done,

Into the souls of others I'll stare none.