Caribbean Love
Eyes
His eyes are magic. They flicker like candles leading her home. There is so much in his eyes; mockery, and pain, and passion, and adventure, and love. They glint soft and hard by turns, sometimes black stones of impossible hardness, sometimes whispering velvet.
Perfectly rimmed by kohl, they are so suggestive of a reckless breathlessness of adventure that she feels when she is near him.
His eyes are black, mirroring the world. She sees entire civilizations built and destroyed in his eyes, and she sees herself as a goddess of dazzling beauty. His eyes are a world of its own.