Nanette

Nanette

Why is it always the eyes when two people meet?
What makes words so lost and so small?
You know, 'their eyes met across a crowded room&;#8230;'
Why do they tell of a love or a lust so strong,
When efforts to speak just seem so wrong?

I had that feeling just the other day.
I saw a sparkle that shone like polished gems
In a moment I was transfixed by a hypnotic thrill.
It whispered adventure that summons me still.
Yet with not one syllable uttered, my heart she did fill.

Even now my heart quickens with schoolboy fluttering
And away to a dreamland I wistfully soar on wings delight.
Lovers ner'e always defrock, there love to confirm.
But lost in the moment, I simply looked in
And for me time now stood still.
I constantly dream that her stunning eyes
Becomes a blissful vision and a gateway to heaven.