Drunk In The Tavern Of Your Eyes

Have you ever felt that electric moment when someone catches your gaze and suddenly, the whole world softens around the edges? It’s like the air in the room gets heavy with gold, your thoughts swirl and you’re lost in that impossible space—caught between reality and something entirely more magical.

It always hits without warning, doesn’t it? You see them. Just see them. Something in their eyes—a tavern filled with laughter and music, but it’s not about the drinks or the crowd, it’s the way you feel suddenly, beautifully intoxicated. Your heart stumbles a little, wondering, "What did you do to me? Who handed you the keys to my heart—was it the universe, or was it always meant to be you?"

I don’t think love is some wild, complicated riddle anymore. Not when you’re here, shimmering on the edges of my awareness, making madness feel so wonderfully simple. The world spins, golden light surrounds us, and for a moment, I understand everything: the crazy, breathtaking risk of letting someone else in.

Tonight, that’s enough. To be a little lost, and completely found, in the tavern of your eyes.