Could I Construe That Glimpse?

Behind your glasses
I could see your lust,
that I couldn’t clarify
because I didn’t know the must
And now I sigh
because your eyes
keep haunting my trail,
and that has tied
our bail - like this day
you’re merely a stranger
as before that encounter
and I do not know what’s behind those glasses,
whether it is still a fondness
that I threw away once
or only a past...
or simply just a glance...