Our eyes are like fire
They burn with the intensity of what we think
I can read yours and you can read mine
The colour and heat are aparent to only us
We are the only ones with the connection
Telepathic intensity
Blue on brown
Light on dark
Smiles on smiles
Tears on tears
Our looks, our soundless words
What we say without opening out mouths
Is proof. Proof of us, proof of life
And proof of love.
Our Love.
