He

Cars, trucks and taxis headlights are on marking their way on the road.
Individuals, couples and families are crossing the street.
There is a broken fountain on the splitter island where the moonlight night light is diffusing above.
All gets blurry when my eyes meet his.

Cars, trucks and taxis horns are being honked non-stop.
There is a father telling his family to cross the street on his mark.
There is a store behind me celebrating its grand opening with some deafening music.
All is turned out when my eyes meet his.

On the opposite sidewalk, on the opposite side to where I stand, I see he.
He who holds the most caring yet playful eyes I have ever seen.
Eyes that look so deep I could fall into them and get lost…
Eyes that hold captive the beasts that dwell where I dare not go and put them into a deep sleep…
Eyes that capture all that I am and pull it to the front so I see it all,
all what I have been searching for my whole life is here… in he.
He who holds the most caring yet playful eyes I have ever seen.

He raises a hand and waves goodbye.
I raise a hand and wave goodbye.
“Till we meet again, caring eyes.”13873139_964429313665557_5259736835395003180_n


I wrote this in April, 2015.

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