Her eyes had found him in the mirror by now.

My eyes came open and found him staring at me.

His eyes couldn't find a place to rest as he looked at her.

But his eyes found her face fast, and held it.

Soon, however, his eyes found their way back to her.

His green eyes left off their study of the river and found her.

When his eyes found me, he dropped them to the floor.

Her eyes found the small plate in front of me.

Yet his eyes found a way to appeal to her.

I can see him now, the way his eyes found me.