What did you Expect?

That habitual 

glint. The

same dilated

size.

You searched

for my love

in her
willful eyes.

You stared

harder to

catch one

little glimpse.

Of a world

forgotten

and left

behind.

You looked

for my dreams

in her
wide eyes.

How would it

be there?

My love

was Blind.

A Defined Purpose

The little hint of dark Kohl in her eyes were intentional.

They lined the water gates and guarded those big Dreams under her concave eyelids. 

They had no other choice. 

They were told she was a visionary!