The window to one’s soul

For you are able to speak to me with no words uttered out of your delicate lips
Which is crazy that our eyes speak a million languages when we only speak two or three
Our eyes say things we both can not comprehend but at the same time makes so much sense to us
For I understand what you speak without the need of the languages to match
You turn to me because our eyes understand each other in every life time to come and has pasted
And I have forever been a believer that eyes are the door to the heart, to the soul
And for our eyes to be so timelessly in sync it makes me have butterflies
Because you are able to understand my ever emotion through my brown watery eyes
And me to you
It is like we have a secret language
Because we do
We have a secret language through our eyes and it makes me love sight
And the eye contact I once feared from every human becomes one I yearn for