Eyes are windows to the soul, and I want to enter you through those windows at your most vulnerable, most honest second. I want to see your pupils dilate to the limit, how a supernova ignites in them, how they become infinite and deep, like an ocean I want to drown in. You may close your eyes when you come — it's natural, instinctual — but I ask you to fight that instinct for me, so I can see that very moment when your mind explodes, when all barriers fall, when you are left defenseless and beautiful. In that moment, you are not playing a role — you simply are, real, without masks, and I want to see exactly that person, because he is the most beautiful in the world. I will remember your gaze and return to it in my thoughts every night when I am lonely. With me, you don't just come — you show me yourself, and I accept you completely, without conditions, without doubt, forever.