His Eyes

there was something special about his eyes.

deep and kind with a dull grey coloring.

full of curiosity.

eyes that were soft,

but knew pain.

 

they were eyes that actually saw her.

he saw her as more than just a pretty blonde with a sexy body.

these eyes saw her strength, her mind.

they saw a girl who reads before bed and writes every morning.

while other eyes stare, his actually see.

and that’s the type of man I want to love me.

 

cp

 

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