Idea of fall in love one-sidedly

Shimmering star, their spark just fall off on his eyes; hazel-puppy eyes.

To the dusk were just hugging us tightly in the between of wind whispering.

Meantime, perplex forced our lips keep sealed—unease moment— the ripples water at the river potrays your sillhoute magnificently; bewitched of his figure.

Maybe not just spark, me, single-handledly, just fell in love with his color. The Hazel one.