I Found My Marbles
Eyes are pretty little things.
I don't believe in that whole "the eyes are the window to someone's soul" mumbo-jumbo. But they sure as hell are beautiful. Have you ever gazed into someone's eyes from up close for longer than just a couple of minutes? Have you ever REALLY looked at someone's irisses?
Just a couple of minutes ago I was looking into my boyfriend's eyes. And his iris reminded me of the marbles I used to have when I was a little kid. Not the regular marbles you used to trade or play with. I'm talking about either the marbles your mom bought for you, the ones you found (or stole) or the ones you won after a long battle against that very worthy opponent. The ones you would NEVER trade, lose or play with. The ones you'd cherish and keep in the special pouch. The ones you would hold up to the sun and hold it SO close to your eye that the entire world before you was covered in its prettiness and glossy shine. The ones that you kept to yourself as if harbouring a well kept secret. The ones only your BESTEST friends were allowed to see. See, but not touch.
Also, a while back I was looking into his eyes as well and I noticed that if you look REALLY closely and the light is JUST right, you can actually look INTO the eye. You see the layers unfold before you and, just as with clouds, you start to see shapes. Sebastian's (that's my boyfriend's name) eye suddenly looked like a forest seen through a fisheye lens. I could see the trees and the shadows they cast on the ground. He looked at me funny when I started mumbling stuff about forests and trees while looking at him, but needless to say, I was intrigued. And he noticed that too tho he didn't quite understand. I think...
There are quite a lot of mind-blowing gorgeous things in this world, but I think eyes take the cake. Eyes and the sky. But that's a whole different story.