he looked into her eyes expecting to see her love beaming out, but he was wrong. her eyes were the blackest night, they were soulless and uncarring. looking into them seemed to drain the light right out of his like. then he died. THE END!
love they are as black as frying pans! lol
The sweetest black chocolate
Mysterious as a cave and as alluring, drawing you in to their depths.
Ha, not falling for that one. Write your own love letters! :P
those equisite dark eyes reflected the deep passion hidden behind them.