Lost in a Look
A glow in the eyes, a window to an open soul.
You get lost, you sink into them, you want to surrender, to lose yourself…
Expectation, longing, or simply an image created in the mind from a photograph?
Will you lose yourself, or is loneliness playing with your consciousness,
offering you a sense of lightness?
Is it instinct leading you toward this temptation,
or is it merely that same loneliness?
Will you trust your intuitive choice —
to long for eyes seen only in a photograph,
to seek a way to meet that gaze?
To look a person in the eyes
and find the answer there.
