Eyes Like Open Doors

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Our eyes just meet when becoming face to face.

Sorry, and even with that we can't help but stare for what seems like forever.

Focused into and almost past my eyes almost as if looking for an open door that leads to my very core.

What are you looking for? I ask confused at the somewhat achievement he's trying to concur.

To see if your the thing I'm looking for, a slight pause as he looks me up and down before putting soft lips to my forehead.

You're in my memory.

And off he goes, camouflaging into the things around us. Leaving me standing there stiff and without words.


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