Like Cele, I had trouble finding a groove with this topic. I started early in order to post on Thursday. Then, Master Procrastinator reared her royal head, and here we are on Sunday. Here’s what I came up with. It didn’t go anywhere poetic or lyrical like I expected.
Behind Those Eyes
Behind those eyes, I see a hundred different things. I see the past, present, future.
Behind those eyes is the back of your skull. Ha.
Behind those eyes lies the best part of you and of me and of everyone I love and the reasons I love all of us. It controls the pleasure, the purring, the mad, and the sad. It controls all the thoughts we have.
Behind those eyes.