Finding Eyes

With such avidity, I start the days,

Knowing I’ll come across a cherished one. 

Without knowing what the day displays, 

I strive with the will and influence of none. 

With all the affection, ardor, and delight, 

My eyes would thirst for the sight of the one. 

With immense fondness, I gaze at the sight, 

Only to realize I was in view of the one. 

I looked in those eyes as the time passed by, 

Though felt everything yet numb.

Words will not do justice to my fancy, 

The moment of infinity is to come. 

I wish she looked at herself through my eyes, 

Find something to do and relate. 

Her heart doesn’t grasp enough to contemplate, 

So, in this unjust world, all I can do is wait.