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"Can't take my eyes off yours" not withdrawing their gaze wordlessly he and she muse without batting an eyelid "Ḧer eyes are a shade of blue  rarely seen ever" he thinks, before words could charm her she finds this" Ÿou've the eyes of a girl, every girl that dates you, I am sure would note it first" Isn't she right? Öne girl knows another's heart better then, do men stand a chance?" he wonders "But there is a soft wave beating in the depth, of those eyes" she softly confides Ït arrests me,  can't take my eyes off ..is it kindness or love, or both?" a welling within happens, he was debating just that, but how, just how  does she know it? "Ẅhat would you take first ?' he puts it back   " If I offer you both?" she smiles saying "I know what" Close by they sit, heat permeates from thigh to thigh, isn't it nice?" eyes probe "Let that beam of light I see, fall straight in to my eyes, let's burn together" He shuts his eyes and remember the camphor lights, soft on eyes and oil lamps on temple walls, flames that dance like hooded serpents he feels the heat of her swelled up lips, fitful bees hovering above his mouth.
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Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 9:16 AM UTC
Eye to eye
"Can't take my eyes off yours" not withdrawing their gaze wordlessly he and she muse without batting an eyelid "Ḧer eyes are a shade of blue  rarely seen ever" he thinks, before words could charm her she finds this" Ÿou've the eyes of a girl, every girl that dates you, I am sure would note it first" Isn't she right? Öne girl knows another's heart better then, do men stand a chance?" he wonders "But there is a soft wave beating in the depth, of those eyes" she softly confides Ït arrests me,  can't take my eyes off ..is it kindness or love, or both?" a welling within happens, he was debating just that, but how, just how  does she know it? "Ẅhat would you take first ?' he puts it back   " If I offer you both?" she smiles saying "I know what" Close by they sit, heat permeates from thigh to thigh, isn't it nice?" eyes probe "Let that beam of light I see, fall straight in to my eyes, let's burn together" He shuts his eyes and remember the camphor lights, soft on eyes and oil lamps on temple walls, flames that dance like hooded serpents he feels the heat of her swelled up lips, fitful bees hovering above his mouth.
If two lovers can sit looking at each other's eyes continuously for four minutes(like this)love blossoms says new research..who knew it is that easy! Edited a bit
#love#eyes#gazing#romance#light#amour
k-balachandran
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k-balachandran
Indian
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 9:16 AM UTC
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