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Those Eyes, His Eyes.

Those eyes.
His eyes.
They look at me as though I were made of magic.
There's this expression he wears as he watches me.
It's a mixture of awe and pure love.
Eyes almost glisten with adoration.
In that moment I am caught off guard.
You see, only he has ever seen me like this.
Only he has looked upon me with such sterling intimacy.
I feel weightless in his gaze.
As though my feet have left the ground.
Soul naked while my body remains clothed.
There's danger in such raw vulnerability.
Yet, I will risk utter ruin.
I will chance the magic fading.
If only I were to once again be graced with his gaze.
To feel weightless, soul naked, as he looks upon me with those eyes.


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