If... Then (Sonnet 26) Poem by Larry Lynn

If I could look into your eyes to see
myself in you, would you gaze into these
to see if I in you might ever be
what you, for me, brings my love to its knees?
If I reach out to take your gentle hands,
would they resist my overtures, retreat
untouched, until your reason understands
why they should not be hesitant to meet?
If any other part aroused should rise
attentive to your touch, those dainty strokes,
affected by slight Mona Lisa eyes,
would you accept from me what love evokes?
Then, see me, touch me feel the pulsing stream
your eyes and hands control in this, my dream.