The Test

Your eyes

Black as night

They hold me, captivated,

Paralyze me.

I cannot move

I am under your spell.

I cannot blink

For fear of missing the details of your eyes:

Long lashes frame the dark orbs within.

Nothing can pass you

Unwatched.

Your hair

Dark like your gaze

Falls elegantly into your pale face.

It shines in the moonlight.

I want to touch it

But I cannot move.

Your fingers

Calloused from years of fights

They could brush my skin softly

Or kill me skillfully.

Your face betrays nothing.

You stare me down

I can feel your power.

You are dangerous,

But I can't help admire your skill.

What are you thinking

In your intelligent mind?

Am I worth your attention?

Do I deserve to be praised

By one as great as you?

You blink.

The spell is broken.

You brush past me.

You walk away.

I am alone.

I stand in the rain

And I realize:

I have failed the test.