Always the eyes that remind me
Always the eyes I cannot forget
A willingness to lose myself
A willingness to drown in their color
Makes no difference whether
They shine with the light of an icy sea
Or radiate the warmth inherent
In liquid brown spheres flecked with gold
Yet always the eyes that draw me
Are those that look deep into my own
With the fathomless color of a stream
Flowing from the cold mountain
Running deep with the early snow
Green and grey and wild
