Random Thing I Wrote Today While The Internet Was Down.

It's the eyes that get me
Her smile may make me smile as well
And her voice may be the sweetest music on Earth or anywhere
Her artistic touch to everything, even her speech, may make me see the world as a blank canvas ready for my little painting
Her poetry may put my writings to shame
But it's the eyes
A cold, steely blue-gray
Whose shade contrasts so sharply with the warmth I feel through them
That make me stop and say, "Wow
She is stunningly beautiful"