The Gift

The Gift

Your eyes never leave me through the hours and days
I feel the caress of your deep velvet gaze

And those moments when our eyes touch catch at my breath
And stay with me through darkness and dawn's wakefulness.

They have made me a gift already my own.
In my self and my beauty my freedom has shown

In the few stolen moments we share in my heart,
When I think of you quietly alone in the dark.

Though these glances are all the love songs we can share,
Though we never touch fingers or breathe through soft hair,

Though our bodies may never weave silk through the skies,
The gift that you made me lives still in your eyes.