Brown Eyes

Carmel against a sunrise break.

Hints of gold appear & vanish within each trace as if fire flies dance within them.

 

I crave to look into eyes that mimic a whiskeys lullaby held into the light. 

A gaze held captivating the world—

Filled with mystery & suspense to only reel me in a trance

 

Your halo of gold, your ring of sweet honey. 

Your eyes are more than just a color, they are the light of a hidden place for a select few to truly set themselves upon. 

Brown eyes, you are the escape to a hidden lullaby filled with dancing fireflies & honey kissed rims 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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