His Eyes

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His eyes were like moonstones, exotic and beguiling. They contrasted with his dark complexion, giving him a striking and penetrating gaze. Looking into those eyes, I felt the world dim in comparison; there was nothing else other than those molten silvery eyes. I suddenly noticed a spark of amusement glow in his eyes as he realized I was staring. He smirked, and I felt myself tremble. His eyes pierced my soul and I was momentarily bewitched by their depth. They were like gems, smoky and absolutely mesmerizing.

 

“The eyes are the window to your soul.”
– William Shakespeare

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