Eyes

February 28, 2015

When you talked

You looked into my eyes

Longer than I could look into yours

Golden green

There was something there

Sparkling

Searching

Gleaming

And I wondered

If you saw anything

When you looked into my soul

I wondered if you saw beyond the hazel barrier of my pupils

Please tell me

You saw something more

-m.c.-

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