The guy with sleepy eyes

I met this guy with sleepy eyes

Never knew if he was half awake or half asleep

People say the eyes are the gate way to the soul

But seems that gateway is closed.

I met this guy with sleepy eyes

And I couldn’t read his heart.

I’ve seen most all before,

Brown, blue and even green,

But this guy with half shut eyes

I never really could tell.

I’d seen the ones who’d squint for fun

And some …you’d better run!

I’d seen the ones who’d only stare,

While hidden behind shades.

The ones who say it in one glance

And those that lose their chance.

But this half open half shut ones

I couldn’t quite grasp it’s tell.

Whether happy or sad

Ecstatic or mad

It was never out of place

Like something fixed in space

It seemed so unaffected

cos it never lost it's pace.

I met this guy with sleepy eyes,

Never knew if he was half awake or half asleep.

The eyes are the gate way to the soul,
And now I think that is really so.

 

©SweetestRuby 2010