Limerence in a Coffeehouse

Her eyes shined against the drab

Radiating in a mysterious way

The power of those eyes

And she knew how to use them

Normal eyes, pretty but normal

Almond shaped and brown

Outlined with eyeshadow

She had trimmed the lower eyes

With a faint magenta line

Eyelashes long and black

Sticky from mascara

Lightly brushed my cheekbone

Alight butterfly kiss

Those eyes like magnets

Their power hit me from a distance

And she knew it

And as I starred into those hazel eyes

I saw my reflection

Lips paused over soft skin

And we returned to our own seats