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The Blue-eyed Boy

When inquired what love was I believed it to be merely infatuation, an excitement sculpted by the sheerness  of gazing, but upon meeting  the blue-eyed boy, but an acquaintance  at first sight, he became what I believe to be now, a love I would trek the world for,  the blue-eyed boy, completely and entirely beautiful, in both soul and skin,  will forever and ever so more thereafter,  carry my heart in his hand, and I, his in my mine   For it blossomed from the unforeseen,  a tale neither expected yet welcomed tenderly, a love so completely wonderful it aroused pain  at heartbreak, a loneliness in limbo, an absence in life, alas, the soul felt abandoned in mist, as if lost with a map, trusting the direction of a broken compass, still, it was a tug and a pull and push,  the tug of the soul,  the pull of a heart,  the push of realisation,    But it was not the need for someone, something,  it was his mesmerising blue eyes,  the bite of his lip,  the sweet widened eyes when surprised, the warm arms engulfing my body,  the sensual kisses on my neck, the love I feel at his gaze, the sense of bliss as our bodies melt into one,    Quite candidly, most honestly,  most sincerely,  I am madly in love with the blue-eyed boy