Punkyhermy
...sits where he can look in your eyes..."
Its no coincidence that Sappho of Lesbos seems first and foremost envious of the eye contact her beloved seems to be sharing with someone else. When I look at someone's nose or their hair or their mouth, I am looking at the hair and the nose and the mouth. But when I am looking into a pair of eyes, I am looking at the owner in his simple, uncomplicated, undefined entirety .
Proclamation of the night:
i . heart . eyes .
Its no coincidence that Sappho of Lesbos seems first and foremost envious of the eye contact her beloved seems to be sharing with someone else. When I look at someone's nose or their hair or their mouth, I am looking at the hair and the nose and the mouth. But when I am looking into a pair of eyes, I am looking at the owner in his simple, uncomplicated, undefined entirety .
Proclamation of the night:
i . heart . eyes .