What Happens When a Romantic Poet Describes Your Eyes?
I never understood what soul interpretation is until now

“Windows to the Soul”
They say eyes have a language of their own. That they can speak volumes without a word being spoken.
I agree.
In some cultures, like mine, it is all about celebrating the eyes.
For centuries, kohl eyeliner has been an important, if not the main highlight of a woman’s beauty regimen. It is believed that every emotion can be portrayed well with kohl-exaggerated eyes.
Sometimes I have wondered whether it started as a form of defiance in a patriarchial society where women were supposed to be seen and not heard. Because it can be a powerful means of expressing a full range of emotions from anger, sorrow, pain, and joy.
Also, a glance from those captivating orbs can suggest romantic desire hypnotizing the recipient into feeling the same way.
Perhaps it is because of my cultural background, I know how alluring eyes can be and quite frankly, I consider my eyes to be my best asset. Simply because I feel they better interpret how I am feeling as opposed to putting them into words.
There is a dark secret to why it is this way.
In a previous long-term relationship, I had no voice. My preferences, or opinions on anything, even the choice of kitchen mats were never asked or welcomed. It is no exaggeration that after a while, I stopped talking maybe because I inherently knew there was no point. Initially, it was scary because the moment the words started to form, they would be stifled somewhere in the area around my throat.
As time passed, I resigned myself to the fact that those words that cried my misery and helplessness would never make their way out.
Perhaps the sadness still lingers in the eyes of this once bright-eyed woman who walked into marriage and came out the other end, depressed and disillusioned by how twisted love can be.
Pupils of Truth
“Your eyes are beautiful.”
I’ve received this compliment many times, however, it was only after I encountered a romantic poet here that I began to understand that eyes, in this case, mine, can tell a story.
“Yearning is something I read and feel when I look in your eyes on your pictures. The gaze is intense but not intimidating; it’s more like a soft, lingering touch.”
What could I be yearning for, I wonder?
Love? My soulmate? A poet’s touch? Restored dreams?A savior?
He also suggests that my eyes convey coyness which I find amusing: “As for coyness — that is the tricky part. Because how can eyes convey both yearning and coy? It is an art in itself. The eyelids play a crucial role here. They lower just a tad, casting a veil of mystery over your yearning gaze.”
It has made me ponder on it as a writer and I can appreciate why the poet finds them irresistible.
Intentionally secretive
For me, writing has never been about me telling a story from start to finish and then signing off with ‘The End.’
I find no interest nor challenge in that. In my opinion, there has to be something left to the imagination, something for the reader to think about, fantasize about, or even make their imagination go wild with the myriad possibilities.
For example, take this sensual story: Who Knew a Fitting Room Could Be This Steamy?
I have always believed that less is more and it works for me because the comments were hopping with readers trying to weigh in on what they think happened in the fitting room that day.
That way, I would say I embrace coyness as a writer because I like to keep things intentionally secret. The mystery and intrigue are a challenge that invites the reader to try and figure out or unwrap the truth about the writer and the story as they perceive it.
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