I wonder what your hidding behind those
stormy eyes of yours. You look at those around you with such a fiercely that nobody dares come near you , but your eyes become so gentle with those you love . Beneath all those greys and firey reds are cool pools of blue , just waiting for someone to explore them . I wonder what is it like to be one of those people that you look at with such love in your eyes for.
~A.