Gazes that begged for someone to start something - an older poem..

Eyes met,
and that was all for the moment
they both looked away shamed
that there was no reason at all
to move to the other.

Eyes met again,
This time the longer stare
of one measuring the other
with the distance between
still a daunting chasm.

Eyes met thrice,
longer locking of the watchers'
orbs in the test of willpower
each desiring the conversation
neither with the courage.

Eyes meeting again and again
throughout the night as the bar fills in
and the chasm grew to greater width
glints in eyes begging to move but each
waiting on the other.

Eyes gaze one last time
each sad the other showed no interest
in outward signs they could read
to meet and make desires bloom,
and thus part ways...
                                  ...forever?
(2010) Dyfedd Rex
This one came from a challenge of sorts, it was some word someone found, in another language about gazes that convey meanings... I liked the imated, and this poem formed around it. Some day I will come back and play with the word choice and punctuation.... but not now...