THERE IS NO FUTURE IN YOUR EYES

  

There is no future in your eyes,

The gaze I scan with fond desire.

I cannot read them or surmise

The ardor of their seeming fire—

What warmth below their surface lies.

 

No present in your eyes appears,

No look but mine betrays itself.

I fail to pierce beyond your stare

And seize the vague, elusive elf

That lures me with my hopes and cares.

 

Within your eyes no past is found,

No witness to my memories.

I look away and look around,

And nothing but your eyes I see—

The eyes that blind me and confound.