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The couple's eyes were landlocked, pools to explore till the festivities died down, till their mobiles shut down, until the end of the world. The lights were dim, the brews flowed like honey, and the music drifted from some yesteryear. He and she, they were vaguely aware of the patrons surrounding them, vaguely aware of the eyes which flitted over them perhaps with indignation, perhaps with envy, but certainly all with the conviction that they had experienced such bliss in the past or in some past life.

He, she, their hands clasped, locketed, encasing that invisible energy of discovery like a fragile creature housed from the cold world, warmed by their mutual heat, by their wordless appraisal one of the other. Occasionally one's lips would lift at the corners to entertain a half-smile, to acknowledge good fortune, to raise communion towards the immaculate. Contagiously the other pair would respond as if in some dreamy remembrance, the enchantment so complete as to be almost forgotten.

Her, eyes teetering caramel and olive, chameleon, Mediterranean, Corinthian, wide and endless, globes round and still, living stars in the face of eternity. His, eyes teetering sea and forest, borne by encroaching lids with lines scribbled beneath and thin wisps of brows above. These two pairs of lights equally ensconced, coalescing, inclined to never remove their gaze from the other, shifting one eye to the other, intent on the mystery of the other, of this dynasty of romance.

There was music about them, there was dialogue about this, glasses clinking, clatter, laughter, outside there were sirens, perhaps in some great distance a storm. It didn't matter. What began as an exchange of glances became a dawn under the sea. Their lips parted ever so slightly, their breath bated tropical one upon the other. Did they tremble? Perhaps they paused for a moment, reluctant to descend the lids, to embrace the kingdom of total night, to witness the soft, moveable feast. The curtains were drawn and words lost meaning.