Meeting someone’s eyes is like a touch
As if our self extends outside our skin
With no intention to take hold or clutch
Those who do this , how love must be rich
Rarely will they mortify or sin
Meeting someone’s eyes is a kind touch
If we are afraid, may we find trust
Let us try again, why not begin
With no intention to take hold or clutch?
We are human, do we mind who’s first?
Let our minding weigh less than a pin
Meeting someone’s eyes is like a touch
In the end we mingle with the dust
Have we made good use of any gift
With no intention to take hold or clutch?
With love around, we need not be too swift
Take your own time wandering through the mist
Meeting someone’s eyes is like a touch
Gentle, do caress, don’t grasp nor clutch
