Warm and rich like earth's embrace, inviting me to dive within, those brown eyes, a calm oasis, shelter me from hurt and sin.
Flecked with golden sunlit sparks, reflections of a joyful heart, each crinkle when your smile departs, leaves me never wanting to part.
For in those brown eyes' kindly beams, I find solace, comfort, and dreams, a place to rest my restless soul, those brown eyes make me feel whole.
Let me linger in their molten shine, drink the nectar of your glances fine.
To be adored by your smoldering stare is a salve no fortune can compare.
For in those windows, your soul resides, its mysteries there, your truth abides.
Unspoken words and feelings dwell, secrets only your brown eyes can tell.
Though I can't look into your brown eyes
again, their warmth forever etched within. Those windows to your soul, that soulful
gaze, will be my guiding light always.
No matter how many moons may wax and
wane, no matter the miles, the winters that strain, my heart will return to those depths sublime, where your truth resonated for a
time.
In dreams I'll revisit their molten shine, their secrets that with mine entwined.
A sacred vista, my reverie's refrain,
to love those brown eyes, come joy or pain.
Though we may wander far from each other's sight, your spirit still flickers with memory's light.
I'll cherish the embers our glances conceived, the worlds of you that your brown eyes breathed.
So even when shadows fall,
and fog distorts, I'll find my way back to those sacred ports.
Those brown eyes' beauty is my compass, my star, to love them forever, reign they from near or far.
Know this, though paths untread may bereave us view, my devotion to your soul's windows is ever true.
For once I've drowned in that warmth's
deepest end, I'll love them, cherished,
forever to no end.
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Penny for a Poem
PoetryI just write what I see in others or feel, leave your thoughts. If you have any feelings you'd like me to write out lemme know
