Such a dark green, his eyes. They reminded her of the forest, of all the dangers lying dormant behind that verdant cloak of leaves.
And stop with the playboy title. I simply enjoy the company of beautiful women and ( . )( . ) and (_Y_) That’s tits & ass to the untrained eye. :D
The darkness has ink eyes, and if you stare long enough, you’re going to see it blink black. That’s the moment to start writing.
I like undressing women with my eyes, but I just can’t quite figure out how to unstrap their bras with my eyelids.
...so i will greet you in a way all loved things are meant to be greeted with a tear in my heart and a poem in my eye.
Heartbroken men are like wild animals, running around with hysteria in their eyes, desperately trying to knock the dents out of their egos.
I was born with a lazy eye. It didn’t define me as a person. It did, however, define me as a voyeur.
If all the seven stones were laid out before me now, I should shut my eyes and put my hands in my pockets.
Then holding the star aloft and the bright sword advanced, Frodo, hobbit of the Shire, walked steadily down to meet the eyes.
He can’t take his eyes off the stars, but I can’t take mine off his face."” - Jubilee Chase (This Shattered World)
Don’t you ever cry again, Miss Zarish,” he said in a strict but mild tone. “I would rather die than see tears in your eyes.
To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and man appears a mere talking animal not much more wonderful than a parrot.
You became the sonnet that was etched in my minds eye. Existing outside the dreams we shared in the presence of our eternal love.
The dog looked up in entreaty. Liquid brown eyes begged: Take me with you. I’ll be good. Oh, the lies that dogs told.
My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like measured thought.
What?" she asked. "You're beautiful." She rolled her eyes. "Flattery will get you laid." "I sure hope so.
When a woman is plain, people say, 'What beautiful eyes you have, beautiful hair.
The superstitious one will never walk upon a grave. It's said that its sinful in the day and terrible bad luck in the dark.
When you told me you loved me," Lily's eyes widened when she looked at Lux, "You saved the world.
The shadows of the room pool in the lines of our faces, draining our eyes of hue. "There's nothing left worth saying.
[...]when he closed his eyes, the torrent of longing waiting inside was so thick he thought he might drown in it.
