what lingers
in the mind’s eye
is the sparkle
in your eyes
eyes
in the eyes
it’s the same smile
all these years
warm kind
looking out
to the world
yet there now
in the eyes
a touch of sorrow
perhaps
at this lingering awareness
of life
not always living up
to one’s expectation
in the making
your eyes hint
at a wisdom
not yet attained
but there
in the making
just the same
your eyes
lost
in the depths
of your eyes
a pair of eyes
can one believe
in the promise
in a pair of eyes
stars in eyes
remote
cold
beyond reach
your eyes
it’s your eyes
it’s your eyes
really
that seem to know
something
I’ve forgotten
and now
find it nagging
at a corner
of my mind
the colors of your eyes: for L
your eyes blue
sometimes green
then grey
lost
in the many colors
of the pools
of your eyes
lost
lost
in the depths
of your eyes
your eyes hint
your eyes hint
at a wisdom
not yet attained
but there
in the making
just the same
Leonard Durso 