His Eyes

His eyes so deep and blue hold a truth within them. As I gaze into their depth, I get lost like a child, eager to explore and unaware that I have strayed. I long to seek out sensations and feelings that I've never felt before and through each discovery I feel changed. Excited. Renewed. I feel like I've been immerses in a fragrance so rich and pure. The scent arouses my senses and perks me up. If I never discover where the smell comes from exactly I still know it originates from a man full of passion for all things dear to him. That alone is very intriguing. His eyes have a way of holding me in a way that arms cannot. They convey a strength that is big enough to catch me when I'm falling - and yet they make me trip and get completely tangled in a beautiful mess. I'm caught up in a world of spinning laughter, of endless wonder and almost mystifying magic. With one glace they make my belly do somersaults. They make my heart pound, but make all my muscles go weak. I could stare into them forever and allow them to love me. How can one person make someone feel such feelings? Its like standing in a river with a current so strong and warm... oh to just let go is pure bliss and now I am floating downstream. I am Surrounded and saturated. The twists and turns and dips are not scary but exciting. Invigorating. To taste the smell of love is almost intoxicating; taking me to far away dreamy places. It's like dancing in the rain barefoot with total abandon. All else takes second place when it comes to this love. This love is something that I will guard with my life. This love is something I will cherish and hold tightly. Those eyes. They say it all. They take me in and leave me breathless while at the same time they spin me.