I'm not even sure whether they are beautiful or not. The word "beautiful" can't describe them at all.  They are too complicated to be described by the means of a language. The colour, the expression, and that's all. They are much more than that. Their entity is a separate universe. Sometimes, when I look at them, I see the infinity. Sometimes, they are just eyes, visual organs. Tissue, blood, nerves.

  Are they connected to her soul? Can I see her soul through them? But they are so plain sometimes, so human, so devoted to the daily chores.

  They can be cruel. They can make me do things I don't want to do. They can accuse me silently and mercilessly. They are able to convince me that I do not exist.

  They can love me when her body is tired. They can make me believe in immortality. Their caress is what I crave for.

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Posted by lemon 2008-05-28 09:23:30 .... Will there be more to this story? This would be an interesting intro. If there isnt going to be a longer story, I think this could be re-written into a beautiful poem. Keep posting :) + Report this comment
Posted by resistanceisfreedom 2008-05-28 15:03:33 .... yea i agree very interesting piece. i liked it alot. it was cool how you made the eyes more than just organs, like you wrote, you made them alot more. + Report this comment
Posted by Dirkin 2008-06-04 06:26:39 .... I never really considered how much someones eyes are their defining characteristic when you interact with them. When you talk to a girl, you can tell straight away by her eyes how she thinks of you. This story shows a lot of insight into this aspect of relationships + Report this comment
Posted by d.dasgupta 2008-06-14 09:27:32 .... Superb indeed. You have said it all. When people talk about a woman's beauty, the natural propensity is to speak of the physical form. But I think that the best part of a woman is her eyes. A woman is beautiful if she has smiling, intelligent eyes, eyes which can love you, tease you, show anger and torture you sometimes with indifference. Having said this, I miss a story. As lemon remarked, what you have written could be good material for poetry. It could, for example be ideal material for a Japanese style haiku. + Report this comment

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