Vital to the heart...

Who are you kissing when you close your eyes? When lips are met in the middle of luv's life. Scary visual image to you run to in your mine? Who can't you look at who before you deserving of your time? What could be better than the physical presence of sighs? Released face to face on which never tell lies. Until darkness captures the essence of sight. Taking away from the beauty of a true reason of why. Is it the color of the rhetnas or their design? Maybe the shape that isn't the same as a prior hype? The stare is vital to the heart to witness  words say, "you're mine". So tell it the way "use" can comprehend what's on the line. Where do you go when you shut out the real world as you hide?