|midnight thoughts|

Brown

I've never seen a poem
that's about brown eyes,
only poems of eyes that match the color
of the cloudless, heavenly skies.

So here I am, tired of the fact
that all the love poems I've seen
we're based off of what I lacked.

Brown eyes, a concoction of all the colors known to man,
from dark as coffee
to a rich, deep tan.

They may look quite plain, at first glance,
but up close, they're gorgeous enough to put you in a trance.

They might just be brown, yes, that might be,
but in the evening, brown eyes become the sunset,
you just wait and see.

So here's to all my girls and guys,
who have lived their life with brown eyes,
watching others get praised for having eyes the color of the cloudless skies.

You're beautiful.
Don't ever forget that.

If you happen to have blue or green or grey or purple or yellow or whatever color eyes, please don't yell at me because of this poem! You're beautiful too, no matter what eye color you possess! Stay beautiful, my lovely flowers!
-Alexandra<3