A Poem
Bright, clear, and alert
Moon-eyed
Your irises still changing hue
A shade of gray, maybe brown
Enchanting and other-worldly
Soulful
Watchful
You appear to see through me
Imploring
Penetrating
Piercing
You know something I don’t
Astute
Intelligent
Mischievous
Forever closed
I miss your eyes.
(First featured on Medium platform July 21, 2021)