Sunday, May 22, 2011

blasphemy contrast....

 All I could see in her when she walked in were the eyes.
She was all eyes and I was all eyes....
Eyes met.
Eyes spoke.
Eyes explord.
Eyes questiond.
Eyes answrd.
Eyes were lovin and tender and laced with dew.
Eyes walked gracefully and sat opposite me.
Eyes were bashful.
Eyes were shy.
Eyes were confident.
Eyes told stories tht no one else bt me could see.
Eyes hypnotisd. I levitated.
Eyes could melt ice. I melted.
Eyes blinked. I synchronized.
Eyes flirted. 
And I fall for it once again.