opia (n)
the ambiguous intensity of eye contact

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we get so lost in life,
we don't even look at the stars anymore.
we're either dreamers determined to become starving artists,
or doers destined to become apathetic shells of ourselves.

it's so easy to get lost in life,
it's even easier to get lost in your eyes.
the opia defies gravity and time.
the sun increases in intensity and the stars vibrate with the need to listen to the stories I'll tell the moon about you.

they say the eyes are the windows of the soul,
well the souls are the key to the universe.
and the galaxies created by the flares in your eyes tell the story of eden.
the story of creation and time.
your eyes remind me why poets write.