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I began my discovery of you

When my own traced the uncharted

Landscape of your sad eyes

They were there,

Open like nakedness

Roaming over familiar skies and horizons,

Yet sailing like a little boat

Towards some distant island

As my own eyes once did

The winds & my poor navigation

Brought me to the heart of the harbor

Who bears your form, & your name.

Cradling you

Between the arms of my eyes

I confess to a long hunger

To be cradled by your own

To witness your sad eyes

Smile at me

Smile for me

But your eyes are not mine

And though they are your own

I recognize the name

Of its sadness and hunger

Who would only reveal herself,

Naked as lovers do in the dark

When it has claimed the passion

It chose as its own

I know my eyes:

They will fall to the ground

To a darkness

In the presence

Of your absence

But,

I beg you

Let no more sadness reside

In the country of your eyes

For none will remain in mine.

Not for long, I pray.

In your absence

I only need

To hold heaven between my eyes,

And no matter how different

Our skies would be

I shall offer you a smile,

Knowing you have docked

In the harbor your soul,

Your sad eyes longed for

The memory of you would be

Like a star

While I am out

Here

There

Somewhere

Navigating wind & waters

On my own.