The Eye's that Stared back
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The world had paused, or was it my own being that stayed still?...
I stood looking into a gaze that I have never peered into before.
His eyes...
They stared back at me with no emotion that I could detect, they just peered into me.
Not in a way of "being in a moment"
Not in a way of feeling violated
Not in any sort of way that could be described but as...
Seeing my being.
He was not cold nor was he scary.
The sensation of his eye's looking at me, was something unworldly .
I did not tremble nor did I fear. I could only stay still.
Once the moment that seemed to pass, the crowd which I was picked apart from began to move again.
Our path's blurred and I could only wish to crave that stare once more.
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by Catarina Pacheco
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The world had paused, or was it my own being that stayed still?...
I stood looking into a gaze that I have never peered into before.
His eyes...
They stared back at me with no emotion that I could detect, they just peered into me.
Not in a way of "being in a moment"
Not in a way of feeling violated
Not in any sort of way that could be described but as...
Seeing my being.
He was not cold nor was he scary.
The sensation of his eye's looking at me, was something unworldly .
I did not tremble nor did I fear. I could only stay still.
Once the moment that seemed to pass, the crowd which I was picked apart from began to move again.
Our path's blurred and I could only wish to crave that stare once more.
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by Catarina Pacheco
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