• sadsoulpoetry 9w

    My brown eyes

    Capture the sun in a way most eyes cannot
    Like two sweet pools filled with honey
    Beautiful and mysterious at the same time
    Hers may look like the ocean
    But mine represents all things alive
    So maybe to you eyes look more beautiful in blue
    But then again you've never stared into mine
    I'm the ground that you walk on
    While you dream of touching her skies