Samuel

Sometimes, in your eyes, I see
a need to move in closer.
Then you turn and move away--
the moment, then, is over.
One time, I saw passion,
smoldering in your eyes.
But, when I asked, you turned to leave,
and simply said, "I'm tired."

Sometimes, in your words, I hear
a need to know me more.
Then you turn away
and walk on out the door.
Sometimes, when you're standing there,
I sense there're things you want to say.
Then, like all the othere times,
you simply walk away.

Sometimes, when you smile at me,
there's more beneath your gaze.
Then you simply disappear,
and don't come back, for days.
Other times, you stay away from me,
like you don't want to hear
Whatever words I have to say.
you suddenly switch gears.

You're a walking contradiction,
confusing me, ever more.
Just when you draw me closer,
you're walking out the door.
I don't know what it is you want;
you're hard to read, sometimes.
I wish you'd open your mouth and say
what it is that's on your mind!