There's something about his eyes; something behind or inside them, this mysterious thing that looks into me
in the chill of the night. His arms offer me a warm embrace as his stares go deeper into my soul..further on
their quest to find my hurt. But he sees something different; he says a mixture of love and hate, joy and
pain...his eyes force me to love him,they do something to me that makes me feel free to feel all the emotions i have locked away in a safe. His eyes know the combination and the path to lead ma feelings on...but how can this be when he doesn't know me. How can his eyes do so much when his mind is ignorant to me?
He traces my face and touches my lips, oh how his touch creates a spark of fire under my skin! He makes me want, he makes me need everything about him. I long to have him trace the corners of my mouth with his tongue, but instead he continues to search for the unknown,the unseen, the uninvited. He makes no movements as he looks into my soul....he sees something, something coming around the corner.
My eyes leak the tears that i've worked so hard to lock away...to forget. He explores my past with his eyes as my lips tell a story untold. HE KNWS ME NW....but will he love me??? love the newly discovered me????
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