Those eyes hold so many emotions that are fearsome to be expressed to the audience of thy lover.

Those eyes tell so more lies than truths but in every lie beneath are dust of truth fragments.

Those eyes holding up tears that are threatened to drop and overflow.

Those eyes were held by such intense craving and longing of ogling desire.

Those eyes that sparkle with hope, glint with sadness, exploded with excitement.

Those eyes make my day, my tomorrow, my yesterday, and my today.

Those eyes words cannot fathom the complexity and specificity of its context.

Those eyes I avoid because they reflect me, my pain, joy, and thirst

Those eyes don't judge because perfection was a context of flaws.

Those eyes fail to meet with mine because of the mystery of the influence they unknowingly possess.

Those eyes I try to push away because maybe it'll be safer for us both but no, the effect cannot be forgotten and as long as both meet the attraction becomes inseparable, irresistible, and undeniable.

Those eyes try to hold everything in place.

Those eyes don't want to show cracks or faults but they kill and weaken these beautiful eyes.

To these eyes, I cause this havoc and it hurts me to curse eyes so precious and so dear to me so I run, far away so those eyes won't gaze upon me no more, so those eyes won't lock to stop the essence of time with mine...

Those eyes...