Eyes as brown as the soil underneath my feet,

Years and years of tragic beauty and an ocean beneath,

Reflected by the sun and the colors inside do my eyes abide,

Traveling farther and farther within my thoughts,

They speak for themselves,

Long eyelashes and a gaze of authenticity, passion, love, hatred and divinity,

Beneath is years of pain and happiness,

But flawlessness will always descend like the beautiful morning light passing through my open window