Poem Poem by Kevin Lynch

She looked into my eyes,
My eyes of grey blue,
I looked back into hers,
Hers were blue too...

But hers were deep blue,
With speckles of white,
Her hair a soft brown
And her body of average height

Scattered blemishes and
Freckles on her face,
But her lips a gentle pink
Over a pearl-white base.

She was wearing glasses
And a Fall Out Boy top.
I continued gazing into her eyes
I just couldn't stop

We were both wearing black
Under a midnight blue sky
We were worlds apart
But our gazing wouldn't die

The street seemed to become silent
Like there was no one around,
Just our hearts beating,
And no other sound

But the reality kicks in
And our eyes break contact,
The bustling sounds return
And the street becomes packed.

She gracefully walks by me
But neither of us says hello,
Her name, her age, her interest,
I forever will not know.

But who is this fair maiden,
This soft brown haired girl.
With her deep blue eyes with
A white spiraled swirl

It's now a few days later
And the thoughts continue to be.
Who is this fair maiden,
Would she be suitable for me?

I saw her two more times
On that very same day
But we never said anything
As we passed one another's way

But a thought persists,
How could this be
How could she gaze like that
With an interest in me?

My hair was a right mess
And visible scars on my arm
Scars that I cut
From my past of self harm

The sun tanned my skin
But the scars remained white
And they would have stood out
On that midnight blue night

And there were cuts on my legs,
My legs covered in hair,
But still she checked me out,
And into my eyes stare.

My studded leather bracelet,
Covering the worst cut there,
but yet she still looks,
As if magic plagues the air.

If only I said something
While we gazed or passed by,
Then I wouldn't be thinking
And still pondering why

Why all of a sudden
I feel fragilely alone
Like I have no one to talk to,
No one to call my own.

And now I quickly question
Nearly every girl that walks into my sight
Because I remember now
That it takes a girl to make me feel right

And could she be the one?
The one I saw on that night
With her eyes of deep blue
With a spiral of pearl white...