There are some people, I look at their face, I look deep within the shape of their eyes...

And I adore what they are, what they may be holding in. I want to release them, the sparkles in their eyes, like stars, belonging to me at night. My lover. Feral and free. And make our own secret world, so that when daylight comes and you must hide in your eyes, your inner world will hum with joy. You will always be safe to be yourself with me.

I want in.