into your eyes...

I love you;
too bad you don't notice
in the most fortunate cases,
people have an idea
of how things should be.
everything they say and do
conforms to their love.
in the most unfortunate cases,
individuals see
nothing outside themselves,
and they live their lives
without noticing the laser beams
constantly pointed at each other,
both of their wall-penetrating,
distance- overcoming eyes,
implacable, parched and hungry,
yet not capable of reaching their cores,
though ready to risk everything,
to lose everything.

my eyes, that have sought but one thing,
ever since they looked into yours:
an answering look.