brown eyes
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The reminder of life, although those with cannot see,
those without can see the light dancing in their eyes.
To them, they see themselves drowining in pools of honey and dim candle lgiht.
I could really get lost in those pretty brown eyes.Bright,Warm,And mischievous at timesI see how you be lookin’ at me with them eyes—Sending me messagesGot my emotions going in every direction.
She's my sunshine in the rain, quite figuratively when thinking back to that day
One of the first days I realized I loved her
She pranced like a child- or a reindeer I'm not sure which is cuter
it feels like i’ve
finally figured out how
they made your eyes:
add one spoonful of
honey sweeter than any
words i’ve ever written;
As she contacted my eyes,
her words lost their purpose and
gravity,
becoming
dulcet echoes,
gradually
drowning
in the mellow sea
of my subconscious reality.
Some might say the color brown is boring,
bland,
too close to black,
but if you knew, you would understand;
because it’s the color of his eyes.
They’re not just ‘brown’.
I am
Those thick thighs and brown eyes
That I hope you will love, just as I do
I am
The coiled hair and curly fries
and a few mountain dews
I am
The one who is after the gold prize
"Too much of a good thing is bad for you" they say...
But I don't really pay attention to them anyways
I stare into your eyes,
Notice the nice deep brown within them.
Reminding me of a time
Screw the people who break us down so much, that we become senseless and open
If that’s an opportunity, damn, love, just consider me your token
Let’s strip the truth of all its beauty
He has brown eyes.
It is the most common color among my kind.
It is difficult to compare that color to something picturesque.
And that is how brown eyes are seen: not-as-beautiful.
I have hazel eyes.