I rest my chin upon my folded arms
wordlessly
I feast upon your eyes
what is it
that makes your eyes dance like that?
a little bit wild
a little bit fantastic
my eyes lick yours eagerly
unfolding you and beckoning
your honest and shy beauty
I want it to come and and play
I can feel my own eyes
resplendant
for the excitement I draw from you
how long did we sit there
eyes locked in mirthful curiosity?
until my jaw and cheeks ached
from the special smile that is only yours
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