The Man Behind The Door

I hear a gasp as a man catches a glimpse of me in my current situation on the sidewalk.  As I lock eyes with him, I feel as if his face allows me some insight to his soul.  His eyes hold a greater darkness that resembles a starless night sky, and raven eyeliner heavily coats the underneath of his obsidian headlights.  Vertical creases lie between his eyes, proving his chronic unhappiness.  As I search the bottomless pits I discover his empty soul that is closed off to the rest of the world.  

My eyes divert from his charcoal blinders when he twitches his nose ever so slightly.  As my exploration of his inner being continues, I notice the weakness of his aquiline snout and begin to wonder about his character flaws.  The man’s angled muzzle resembles the beak of an eagle and leads me to believe that he is of depraved moral character.  His hollow spirit is exposed through the hook of his nose.

My attention is drawn to his mouth when he does not return the smile I flash at him.  His sanguine lips are in a tightly pursed position as if he is about to kiss someone.  His caved in cheeks sharpen his rigid jaw line that leads to his chiseled chin.  His face could have been sculpted out of marble if not for the seams surrounding the corners of his lips.  The cracks indented into his face tell a story about who he once was, before his prolonged period of sadness.  His story unfolds as I examine the laugh lines turned into grief lines that are taking over his weather-beaten face.  

I watch from the sidewalk as the man closes the small window on his large ebony door.  I ponder what I just saw in his handsome face.  He showed me his vacant yet wanting soul through his mysterious and cloudy eyes.  He let me discover his corrupt moral depravity, his only flaw, through his bent nose.  He told me his life story through the grooves on his face.  He revealed his entire self to me without saying a word.  His memorable face will forever be in my mind.  To me, he will always be known as the man behind the door.