Rainbows (Custance)/Grey Eyes

by Olive Custance

For works with similar titles, see Grey Eyes.

Grey Eyes

 

I love to look into your long sad eyes,
Those veiled inscrutable eyes that half reveal
Your silent soul, grown curiously wise
Through strange experience in Life's mysteries,
Grey eyes whose lids are cunning to conceal
Glances that have the glitter of cold steel.

Lightly you laugh and jest like other men,
But seeing your troubled beauty, I surmise
How you have striven, suffered, sinned,
And when
You are gay, I guess your sorrows even then.
Because not all your subtle treacheries
Can hide from me the secrets in your eyes.