The Drifter

His face was so intriguing Weathered and worn Yet there was a kindness in his eyes On a face of solemn and scorn Skin aged with time and long grey hair His eyes deep blue Remained youthful With a magnetic stare I couldn’t take my eyes of him I wanted to know more About this mysterious stranger So aloof and so sure He looked over at me His magnetic eyes locked in mine I couldn’t look away I was mesmerised by those eyes sublime He got up and walked to the door I watched him all the while He stopped and turned around He looked at me and simply smiled Thiis mysterious stranger was gone And even though we never spoke I will remember that kind face and those eyes For within me unexpected emotions he evoked