It was her eyes



The pure glance of the light inside them, the warmth and the beautiful color caught his attention as she entered the room.

A moment, a fraction of a second…he could have watch in a different direction, at a waiter passing by, a woman raising her voice or just at a buddy asking for a lighter. But he didn’t!! Their eyes met and everything became silent for that moment.

He seen them once and he would have wanted to never stop seeing them.
It wasn’t her beautifull face or the curly hair that run along it, nor her flaming red lips which where in perfect symphony with her white and delicate skin…it was her eyes that caught his attention!

Without thinking he jumps of his chair, making it fall in the process and starts fighting with the dancing crowd to reach her.
Once he does, he stays in front of her with a cool and confident calm, not showing that his heart is racing like being on steroids.

“I don’t know who you are, what your name is, what your favorite color is or if you prefer tea, coffee or whiskey in the morning…the only thing I know is that I would give you all my time in exchange for yours, to tell me all about it”

“Time is one’s most precious possession, cause once it comes to the end, is the one thing that we are totally missing” she said in a vivacious voice and started walking past him, but not without giving a smile that could warm him for a winter week.

With a stupid look on his face he stays put, not knowing if he should be offended or to love her for the answer.

Perplexed and with a strange feeling he returns to his mates to continue enjoying drinking their brains out.
He spends a while trying to understand what his friends were speaking off and why the barman was put to a new elaborate task…but his mind was with her eyes and refused to come back.

He knows that a “no” means sometimes “maybe” or in some of the luckier cases “yes”, so he storms from his chair again in the search of his Holly Grail.

It wasn’t a huge place, but being so crowded, the odds of seeing one particular person again where low as my pay check.

Nevertheless…hope is the one thing of abundance in the heart of a lover and failure is never considered.
It took a while to make a tour and another one and another one…until his hope changed in despair and then in a bitter disappointment.

Because his cheerfulness left the door the moment he stopped searching for the calling glance he shortly seen, he decides to call it an early night so he can fight another day.

It was a warm night with a huge bright moon shining over his head, which made it as nostalgic as a night can get, fact that helped his disappointment, so he blows the air from his lungs as in deep grief when he hears a noise that makes him forget all his toughs and put his heart back on the racetrack.

“Hey, time boy!!” she said smiling from the other side of the street.
She was standing in full moonlight, with her back against the wall as if waiting for something, which made her skin shine like a polished pearl and painted the fine lines of her face in shade, but it was her eyes that made him shiver again.

Before he could reply, she continued:
“I drink coffee in the morning and whiskey in the night and since we are between the boarders of both of them, you can choose what we should drink. My time is precious but it’s like music…it is not about the notes but all about the timing”.

They shared the night in all it’s beauty, slowly learning the power of time and the depht that one can find by looking in the other’s eyes, connecting mind and soul.

She later told him that it was his eyes that made her wait for him.


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