Who am I? The question is who are you? We see one another, as our eyes lock. The thrumming of your heartbeat; brings a wicked grin to my face. My eyes lure you in. My words leave you yearning for more. As you read, your lips part, as your breathing hitches; and my fingertips graze your cheek. You close your eyes trying to regain your composure. Upon opening your eyes, I am gone, but my story remains, imprinted on your heart.