What Are These Eye's
The way they look at me is almost time stopping. The icey color. The shadow that fall's right
below. Why can't I stop staring? Why are they looking at me? I don't know if it scares me or
just rightly sets me in a mood. What mood? They are beautiful almost unreal... They send
me into a deep thought and a completely differant world. Can I not find the right word for
what they are? Not mysteriouse. Not wanting. Hmmm... My thought's race as I begin to breath
some what hard. Wow, what is wrong with me. Who is this person? Why do I look into thier
soul through thier waunderful time stoppin eyes. It is like I just wan't to melt. I feel a cold
breeze and I almost snap out of it. Wait now what? What is it... I just cant stop the daze. It is
so amazing, so waunderful. I just want them. I don't want the person just thier eyes. Can I
have them? They have to be God's eyes. No man can have such an affect on a woman
through such a thing as his eye's. I just cant figure this out. Im in such deep thought about
all this. What is worng with me? I am not thinking this! I could not just take them. He would
kill me if I tried to take his eye's. He is so much bigger than me. NO, wait I would never
committ such a crime. That is terrible how could I think like a killer. Taking someone's eye's!
That is just terrible! I could never. What if I could just have him. If he was mine his eye's
would also be mine. Hmm... just to think. Can I own something as beatiful and time stopping
as these eye's? That would be controlling of me. I am not like that. This is crazy what are
they doing to me. It's like they turn me into a completly differant person. Do I like it? I don't
know. All I think about is wanting his eyes. It is so consuming to my soul and my mind. Wait
what he is he doing? Is he coming over here? Could that be? Oh what if I can't speak for
looking into his eyes? Oh no, what about all my thoughts? What do I do? I can't run, for I am
in such a trance. Wait what is he doing? Where is he going. It can't be! Is it over? Just like
that? Wow, and yet still I can't stop thinking about those dark, beatiful, waunderful, icey
eye's.
Copyright © Emily Shannon | Year Posted 2009
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