When our eyes meet,
no one else exists.
when our eyes meet,
it feels like no one else subsists.
i love how it happens.
with just one tickle,
one hit,
one star,
and one touch.
i adore the way it happens.
with some solitude,
some seclusion,
and some time alone.
just us.
just our eyes...
one blue.
another brown.
staring openly...
