I’ve never met you face to face.
Only pictures fill that place.
Your kindness
Your strength
Your sorrow
Your joy
Shine forth from your eyes.
My friend, they’re quite magnetized,
Drawing me to you,
Wanting to look at you
Wondering if there would be more –
What the future has in store.
Wondering what you’ll think
When you see me.
Will you see my weaknesses?
My fear?
My anxiety?
My insecurity?
I worry you will see the bad in me.
But be assured I will see
Only the good
In you.
Yes, my friend,
Your eyes
Are quite magnetized,
Drawing me to you like a moth to a flame,
Wanting the warmth but afraid to be burned.


© 2000 Jen Nipps