It wasn't the colors of her eyes
Or their shape
Or how they were perfectly framed on a face that was too beautiful for anywhere else but a dream
It was the wild soul inside that swam an endless ocean beneath a dark sky with Vincent stars
It was the way of finding and falling and keeping and being in love all happened at the same time
It was how the longing and ache just felt right
Even if there hands would never touch or their lips would never embrace
And it was all there
All of it
Just spinning madly in her eyes