His eyes were brown
Brown of sweet milk chocolate
Brown of fresh cocoa
Truly beautiful
Her eyes were green
Green of the fresh spring grass
Green of a four-leaf clover
Just lovely
But my eyes are blue
Not blue of the ocean
Not blue of the clear sky
Blue of the pain that shoots through me
Blue of the sadness that engulfs me
Not beautiful
Not lovely
Scarred and ugly
-But I still see beauty in your eyes. I see beauty in you.
