He Shines Emerald.

The infectious emerald eyes gaze deep into my soul, leaving me with heavy, rapid breaths, immediately engulfing my heart. The transparent, jade orbs that lie where his eye should be pierce me with such an unexpected dominance. A shock of cold penetratingly seeps down into my body, as if ice infected my veins. His pale skin stretches across his face faultlessly, showing no signs of a time before now, yet his eyes make contact with mine and sear my soul, begging helplessly to keep gazing into them. I endeavor to glimpse past the array of clear yet intense greens, counting the shades of emerald, yet I’m even more so captivated with each heartbeat. As I struggle to get past the beauty of those mystical eyes, I’m caught; not being able to snap out of the trance-like feeling he’s put me under. His engaging voice invades my ears, allowing his words drape around me like a cover. One word tells a tale of a thousand men, and he keeps me under the magical spell, hanging on to every word as if it were his last. The sandy-blonde hair falls lightly in place across his forehead, and eventually covering up the dangerously tempting eyes that forced me into a surreal world, where beauty is evident and flaws are hidden. He has me awestruck from the first words to break free of his soft lips, without even knowing his name. But he shines so emerald, a thing like that doesn’t even matter.