Today, I am talking about Israeli boys, well, certain Israeli boys and their eyes. I had my first encounter with a most beautiful set when I arrived in Vatta - the kibbutz in the clouds of Tamil Nadu.
A lot of your have asked me to write about the place but I don't really want to. I love the girls I lived with - Moran, Shiran, Rona and Anette. They are the most generous people I have ever met - nothing is mine, nothing is yours, it is ours.
Anyway, back to the eyes. The eyes I am talking about are a deep brown, wide and a stare so intense it is.. well it just is.. It sounds so cliched to say that someone has intense eyes and I thought it may just be a one off. A very special one off. But then, I met another one who showed an even more intense intensity (I need a thesaurous) in his looks. Most of you know and many have remarked that I cannot look a person in the eye for long so for me it is bewildering but I find myself actually holding their eyes and continuing eye contact.
Amelia - there is no looking over heads; James - there is no looking everywhere but.
They - these special Israeli boys - make it far too easy to fall in love with them. Their eyes and their beautiful, serious, soft natures.
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