Recognition

I think I know you, but we just met,

Your eyes the window to a soul I know,

Your eyes the joy of a lover past,

Your eyes the sorrow of a young child lost,

Maybe a prince, maybe a thief

Maybe a man I once grieved

I look so deep inside your soul,

Hoping to solve a mystery unknown,

For I know you, but I know you not,

Your eyes are windows with blinding blinds,

Shadows thrown; a slant of light,

Reveal a day in our ancient past,

Before we met in a moment unplanned,

When you did smile and you were mine