Eyes can say a lot about a person. I've been always able to know things from people's eyes. Whether they're happy or sad or lonely or in love. But I can never really tell with you.
I can tell when you're excited about something and the green of your irises dance in glee.
I realize you're on the verge of a breakthrough when they become all intense and focused. It's like the sea green wave, just before it reaches its crescendo.
I can see the child like pride in them, when you beat Lassiter to a clue, or prove him wrong. It's like you've won the recess time running race. The brown ring around your pupil becomes more prominent and your eyes have a warm dark hue to them.
I especially love the way they sparkle when the sun catches them. The light bouncing of your eyes, they make them look like emeralds.
I can always tell when it's been one of those days… you're angry. You've had a fight with your dad. Your eyes look like a receding storm and there's also a slight flash of hurt. Specks of gold, floating in pale green.
I can make out when you're being playful or making a move on a girl. They become deep and mysterious, the warm browns disappearing to form a deep shade of green.
I come to know when you're upset when you're upset. At the sight of a corpse, or a scene of crime. You always make light of the situation, joke around. But I know you're saddened by it. The clear, light greens with just a hint of grey in them, betray what you really feel.
But I never get what is going through your mind when you look at me…..in that way you look at me. Those beautiful indescribable, iridescent goldens, browns and greens which come together to make hazel. The emotions in them are just like the colors: complex and fused together.
They make no sense to me or rather make too much sense.
I see things in them, that I shouldn't be seeing…. Not in your eyes.
I see an odd longing. Like a mellow golden ember. The kind that looks latent but could ignite a fire and consume everything in sight.
There is sharp, wild desire… a beautiful, pristine green… like a mountain lake or the first leaves of the spring. It's strangely calming, but also feels dangerous. There is so much temptation, so much promise.
I also see something else….. Something that I don't want to admit, not even to myself.
I wish you wouldn't look at me like that.
It makes me feel confused.
It makes me feel beautiful.
It makes me feel reassured.
It makes me fall in love with you.
