I caught his eye from across the vast room. His eyes were so rich in colour - so dark, so mysterious, like warm chocolate melting on a hot summers day - inviting you to have a taste. He looked back at me, drawing me in with his beauty and the poise that he carried himself with. I smiled coyly, and was pleasantly surprised when he returned my shy smile. His eyes flickered like the wings of a butterfly and my heart skipped many beats. I was infatuated by his toothy smile and said Hello while passing by. My heart collapsed as he gave me a confused look - he did not speak English, it ruptured me. Never will I meet another like him, I only hope of finding him one day - he was perfect, but perfection is always too far away.

Aww...
damn you will...

I mean, you van make it, just believe in it!

*huggggles*' very nice piece!

hug
Laila