Soul Eyes

Her eyes are windows to a hidden past

Confined to a select few

She offers you a smile 

even though she yearns for liberation

She feels so foresaken

Surrounded by many, her eyes whisper secrets.

They would tell you, she's too proud

A glimmer of a smile 

Tucked along her cheek

She would borrow the thorn of your pain and walk the silent miles in your quiet dusk

Yet a sense of not belonging would remain

Peer into into the eyes of another 

Beneath the surface, a quiet wonder waits for patient eyes

That you look past their chosen illusion

The soul that can speak through the eyes can also kiss with a gaze