The Exceptional Gaze

He was subtly gazing. It was gentle and appreciative. It was unusually welcome.

It was not a stare. It was not scanning. It wasn’t an aggressive eyeing. Neither was there any hint of disrespect. It wasn’t a desperate ogle followed by any lecherous smile. It was nothing I would dislike, hate or oppose.

He knew how to behold, and the beauty lay in his eyes.

(Image Credit: Brad Schwede)

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