In a Cafe

I wish I could see myself through your eyes,
To know how much of me gets through
The filter of my body and your eyes.
Maybe then I'd know what change,
What sublte alteration
Would allow you to see my desire
To hide nothing from you,
Would foretell of the passion
That would part your lips,
Would let you glimpse the love
I see through my eyes.

Aaron Baird