Ojos

It was his eyes that told the truth.

The first time their gazes crossed, it was difficult to understand how such beautiful golden eyes could be so cold and distant. Their intensity and penetrating gaze seemed anything but warm & inviting. Despite the friendly expression he wore on his handsome face, his eyes told another story. The feeling they left behind was that of a hungry predator stalking its prey. It was a little frightening how a simple glance from him could bring such inner turmoil.

The second time their paths crossed, his face seemingly stoic now, his eyes no longer seemed harsh and uninviting but rather magnetizing and hypnotic. They glistened like the deep waters of the sea at dusk – chestnut brown rivers melting into pools of golden amber. In them, a violent tempest waged. It was impossible to look away. That’s when the realization dawned that the look in his eyes was not one of hostility, or scrutiny. His demeanour was composed in every way – calculated even, but in his eyes was a reflection of what he kept hidden away – things he dare not speak for fear that even acknowledging their existence would cause him to drown. In his eyes lay a deep sorrow and longing – a silent plead for affection & understanding.

It wasn’t until now that a true epiphany came to be. The look in his eyes could have made any rational person go weak at the knees. A fire raged within – their gaze burning and powerful. Surely he must have been a descendant of Apollo because on his handsome face was the most brilliant smile and in his eyes he held the sun. They were radiating so much warmth and tender affection that it seemed utterly ridiculous to have ever thought them to be cold & distant. His touch was so gentle – it seemed ghostly almost. His eyes beheld a reflection of what a beating heart could not deny. In them his soul lay bare and ever welcoming.

He whispered a declaration – his rugged voice so faint it could easily have just been dreamt.

His kiss was the final seal of destiny – and then his eyes…

His eyes reflected the truth of the soulful confession he had just laid bare.

It was his eyes that always told the truth.