In the depths of sky-blue eyes,

I’m entranced, I’m mesmerized.

My heart was captured in a beat

And that alone is quite a feat.

Your smile was so soft, sincere,

It banished every single fear.

And as I held your gaze in mine,

It seemed that God had stopped all time.

I could not move, nor could I breathe.

How could I bring myself to leave?

Here's another of those weekly contests I've doing: I'll share the prompt and the story! 

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Guess what! You get to do a story based off of a painting… and here it is!

http://www.erasofelegance.com/arts/gallery/eleighton/eleighton5.jpg

 Written when I was 9 years old.....

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Who am I?

That I have gone away the same and have come back new

Changing in a blink of an eye; Or have I just changed what I do

Who am I?

That my eyes see different than what I saw

 A person shining more beautiful than the moon’s light

Someone who always protected me who I never knew before

Who am I?

One might say it was ironic, but he did not find it funny.

The wind swept over hallowed ground as darkness lay upon the earth. How ironic that his last glimpse of freedom was a graveyard.

Her hand was cold in his. He looked into her icy cold eyes and knew what he felt must be true.  The only human he'd ever loved had bound him into servitude.

I feel beautiful when:

A total stranger holds the door for me, 'wasting' time in a busy world for someone they'll never see again.

The waitress acts like she really cares, and wants to be friendly, instead of the "I'm-paid-to-be-polite-but-I'd-really-rather-not,-and-since-you're-with-your-parents-and-they're-paying-I'll-ignore-you-and-just-waste-my-energy-on-not-making-them-mad."

The Fed-Ex lady asks what you're reading when you come to the door to sign for the package with a book in your hand.

As the sun goes down
I hear the sound
Of breezes rustling through the cherry trees.
Calm blue of dusk
White-grey of shadowed blossoms
Pale pink of horizon.
A perfect night for lovers
A perfect night for dreamers
For those who long for what lies past the stars
For those who think wistfully of the dangerous depths of the sea.