Touch me, Feel me, Love me.
Behind your glasses I see
One who has to be
Gazing into my heart.
I know you hear none of the words
I speak to convince you,
None of the voices pleading
"Please believe me, for I am needing
You to want me, if I am to have you".
I plead for honesty. I cannot read
What is in your eyes.
But, what is in your heart
Is brighter than ever,
Able to shine through your sunglasses
And illuminating my soul for you to see.
Just look at me.