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Eyes wide shut.
Funny, isn't it?
Just how... heightened every aspect of your body is, once those lids have closed.
Once that glassy blue stare is hidden beneath long lashes and heavy breaths, how the hairs upon your neck rise, how your skin has that electric tinge to it.
How every touch sends wilder pulses through your skin, how every heartbeat thunders in your ears.
Funny, isn't it?
How your breath rises and falls, how... instantly and instinctively your eyes desire to shut, as skin meets skin.
Funny, isn't it?
The electricity, the heightened senses of closed eyes.
How music obtains even greater depth, heartbeats pound louder through quivering ears, and the smell of fresh grass, and the promise of summer, lingers upon your taste-buds.
Eyes wide shut.
Funny. Isn't it?
We shut our eyes, for only the greatest of things, to feel them all the more, and linger in their haunting presence.