I blur my vision
And look at your forehead
Or the bridge between your brow
Anywhere except your eyes
I know the rules
I'm good at rules
Firm handshake
Eye contact
I try my best
My eyes flick as I look
Into the cutting orbs of your eyes
Eyes are so very, very beautiful
They are full of light and
Broken streaks of color
And yet I can't bring myself
To maintain eye contact with
Anyone besides the person
In the mirror
I don't want to see your eyes
And perhaps it is because
I can see the stories they hold
The soul locked inside
And I don't want to forever
Have those stories imprinted
In my mind
Sometimes I can do it
I dare myself
To stare
Into the windows of your soul
And keep looking
Even though it burns
We may lock eyes
But never forget
I have the key
Look me in the eye, you say
It's harder than you think
