Her eyes held that whispered promise. Saying something secret, almost animalistic. They were dark, impenetrably deep. When her eyes meet mine, it is like a shooting star in the dark. Capturing me in its emerald pools. There was something about those eyes, like a living breathing, being. Breathlessly drawing me in. Promises of freedom, promises of the dreams she dreams. Painting the sky in the colors of the rainbow. The whole world was contained in her eyes.
A modern cubist abstract 5400 x 7200 px