your eyes greeted mine and whispered
softly, softly
a secret only for me
your eyes took their sweet time silently penetrating mine
sent a wave
through me, through me
straight through me, to me
spoke to me, softly
just to me
your eyes
the sleepy kind
so still and warm I had to dive so
deeply, deeply
to where you'd meet me, meet me
those eyes
round and sweet
fruit they were I had a piece and they
filled me, filled me
so full and sweetly
spoke to me, softly
just to me
sleepy eyes
will we meet again
do my eyes
make you feel like I'm feeling
She had no idea that once she stepped onto the crowded subway train that the course of her day would resemble the very song she woke up to that morning. The song she woke up to every morning, reminding herself to change the song to a tune less ...sleepy. When she stepped on the crowded subway train, she had no idea that she would be injected with this intoxicating felling that she couldn't place: a feeling that was like someone jamming a crack needle into her vein...a strange mixture of pleasure, pain ,lust, and confusion. This feeling kept her on such a high that she didn't even realize that she was falling.
Of course, the day started as any other: having breakfast in her small, yet extravagant apartment, kissing her car good bye and promising that she'd be back soon, explaining that there were never any parking spaces downtown, then heading to the subway, which is where all the trouble started. At the stop after hers, a rush of people, more than usual, seemed to gather into the small car. Since she had to stand, of course her small frame was tossed about and she was shoved right into wall that seemed to just be built in the middle of the train. The wall wrapped its arms around her protectively to keep her from tumbling over and the unmistakable scent of Unforgivable cologne entered her every pore.
As she glanced upward to put a face to the rock hard abs, she became entranced. It was as if all of her fantasies were wrapped up in this strangers glare as they peered through her eyes... through her soul. Both of them attempter to apologize as they were pressed into one another's every crevice, but neither one of them could speak, however, their eyes shared a deep thirst, each drinking from the other's pool. as her stop appoached, she left the train totally train, still in a daze. Although they hadn't shared a word, she felt like her soul needed that feeling again.