Preparing for Foreign Lands

Eyes of private looks, but paired with silent study.  I move my gaze across the room, and I find a pair that looks back.  I stay quiet and away.  He is beautiful and talking to the male he walked in with.  I send a private hello with my mind, and he and his friend begin to smile and laugh.  Maybe it is my eyes that place me as an entity from a foreign land.  Religions swirl through, and all is complete.  He takes a final look as he disappears for real.