I wonder what you are thinking 
when you look at me with those beautiful brown eyes.

I look at you...
a question in my eyes ,
a tempest in my heart


The clear brown eyes
that stare back at me..
they are filled with an honesty..


I only see a calm in those eyes.

The desire
which reflects  in my eyes...
is shamed to a guilt.

I know I am looking for emotions that do not exist.
 
I look away ..
I simply have to. 

I cannot meet that gaze.