The pierce of his eyes, so luring and loving, I wonder if he even cries, no wrinkles no sadness that I can find. I caress his head in my arms, looking deep into his eyes, getting lost in his own world, as I'm falling through air. It seems I have fallen into his eyes and I'm swimming within his thoughts and wondering what lies beneath his soul, as I am plucked out, and awaken, for it was only a dream.
