Hidden behind your eyes

I look at you and wonder...
what you have hidden behind those eyes.
You look at me and I flounder:
in your eyes I'm constantly surprised.

Nothing is ever as it seems,
or so you keep telling me.
Hidden behind your eyes' gleam
is all that you refuse to share and thus it creates a distance.

What I wouldn't give to perceive
what you've hidden behind your eyes, but there's no reprieve.
The eyes are the windows to the soul - or so I've been told,
but your soul to me is closed.