LOVE

you go into the iris first looking at the radiant color.  the beautiful strokes of small crystals weaving through the exquisite lens.  the auto focus and aperture of the round circle.  the circle.  a never ending pigmented destination without an end.  the value of shadow hits the line of the brow so delightful.  YOU THINK THAT YOU SEE THEIR FACE and then you realized that there is more, more, more to the common speculation that is being presented and made.  You see the ridge of the cheek and realized it is the most gorgeous thing you have ever seen.  the red blush and natural definition that shows the almost befuddling features.  you wonder what is going through their head.  if its about you.  your anxiety almost thrashed your inside to pieces.  your sick.  sick of not knowing what is for you to understand.  sick of looking and seeing your reflection in those endless eyes and not knowing if the stare and gaze is for you.  you love them.