One of my favorite
Things is looking into
Your eyes for you
Have no idea what
I see in them
I see me in
Them in how you
Look back at me
One of my favorite
Things is looking into
Your eyes for you
Have no idea what
I see in them
I see me in
Them in how you
Look back at me
There is one photograph
Of you standing there
My eyes own adventure
Traveling from your face
To your body back
To your face knowing
That like with each
Row of the oar
I get a little
Bit closer to you
The why question can
Never be answered the
Reason is because the
Answer to the why
Question is itself reason
The problem with reason
Is that it’s either
Reasonable or it’s unreasonable
Reason is a judgment
A decision and our
Judgments and our decisions
Are open to evaluation
So while what you
Do is simple for
You the why you
Do question is unanswerable
Because when someone asks
You why what they’re
Really asking is for
You to convince them
The what you did
Just tell me how
How many times how
Many tries how many
Fights and how many
Apologies and how how
Often must we forgive
Please tell me how
Many wrecked vacations how
Many disappointing holidays how
Many separations and how
How how how have
We allowed us to
Get here how how
Can we look at
Each other with nothing
To say how do
We finally accept that
All of the how’s
Have ended here now
I find great comfort
In knowing you’re there
Like a far off
Land I once visited
I enjoy learning you
And your different ways
Your promises and dreams
But most of all
I like how you
Don’t fit in with
My life you challenge
Me and my ideas
It’s there right then
When I finally know
That my life is
Better promises to be
With you in it