You hated your eye colour,
Called it dull and dirty brown,
Wished for a deep blue of an ocean,
Where admirers hearts would drown.
And it pained me when I realised
You had never see it like I do,
The way your eyes hint at a story,
That I want to read right through.
They hold shine of stolen sunlight,
To admire it I never got a chance
And a dept of raw emotion
That can freeze me in trance.
They are a fix of melted chocolate,
When I’m craving for something sweet,
But hold a gaze that’s so unwavering,
That I find it hard to meet,
I fall right down the rabbit hole,
When I look into your eyes,
The brown of earth’s untouched beauty,
That I yearn to memories,
When I was tired of not belonging,
They made me feel like I’d been found,
And I hope you never say again,
That your eyes are simply brown.