Those eyes are like an odyssey... chase you in your dreams... give you a reason to know the future and strive for the impossible... those eyes can change something... are the eyes of the extinction of the intransigence of evil, the removal of the trivial, the only absolute truth that transcends the logical scientific cosmos... those eyes do not get carried away by their passions and feelings, but in turn, will dominate themselves... they can walk all the aisles of the moon illuminating the dark side... they surprise you... lift you up and end with your illusions... when you hear about her you want to deepen her name in the adversity of your words... you want to feel those eyes inside you to not give up on your emotions... those eyes can consume heaven... but both the moon and the heaven are not enough to go, because when you arrive there you can forget her perfection... you will have to fly to a higher plane to say the emotions you resist... you may have seen so many things but in the limbo of her eyes you will always lose yourself in a cloud or a cliff... you may then fall as the morning to return and realize that the moon is calling you back to the dawn... you will remember since the outset of time to the end of your days to see those eyes like the twilight of that moon and as a white wolf you will shine in her isolation and in the white freeze never talk about your tears, just try not to forget those memories of that generation that burns inside you, just drop your pain because you will see that splendor in her eyes to recognize that heaven is not enough.

Susan I hate talking with many feelings, but when I see your eyes I love it.