His eyes held a brightness
A glinting kind of lightness in his dark Deadly gaze as he looked at my face.
And through the thickest, blackest lashes
Like velvet fringed ssssashes,
The eyes were calm, cooling, almost coy.
But the proud haughty jaw
Told me something more
That the Arrogance of this man was yes, justified.
The justified pride the man made no effort to hide was because he had utter faith in his abilities.
My heart raced madly,
My eyes longed for him sadly
For I knew he had ensnared me with his nonchalant arrogance. Our eyes met again
Shared some understanding and that was when I simply took his hand.