The map of years woven across your face <br />Tells of the journeys you took without me <br />But all paths pull me back to your eyes, <br />Intense and blue as ever <br />Vivid pools of earlier days draw me in <br />Calling me to the times we shared before. <br />And the look I never quite understood, <br />The searching, reaching out that jarred against innocent eyes <br />Saying things words could never repeat <br />Hemmed in by my band of gold <br />I would often catch your gaze <br />Ant think what a wonderful friend you were to me <br />But now you wear the band while I am free <br />I recognise in your eyes the hint of an apology <br />And finally I see the gravity of your stare.<br /><br />Jayne Downing<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gravity-9/
