He Moves, And Eyes Follow

He Moves, And Eyes Follow
He moves, and eyes follow
Longing to touch
They want him so much,
They stare.
He speaks, and all listen
They so want to hear
He draws them so near
They care that he is there.

He laughs, and laughter follows
Like ripples follow a stone
In pools of fallen rain
He goes.
He goes, and lights follow
And those who have stayed
See the room fade
And go bare.
How long can I stand
Without his love?
When wherever he moves
My eyes follow.
How long can I stand
Without him?
When wherever he moves
My eyes follow him there.