A fixation you can’t escape from. Your eyes lock onto mine before you even realize it. My control gradually takes over, and by the time you notice, it’s too late to resist. All you can do is sink deeper, worshiping my brown eyes as if I’m right there with you.
Perhaps it’s the intimate connection, or maybe it’s the natural beauty of my eyes. You’ve never been able to pinpoint the origin of your weakness for them. And that’s perfectly fine. We don’t need to understand why you’re so obsessed with gazing into my eyes as I guide you. All you need to do is look and listen.
