Poetry Feelings

ten

you hated your eye color,
called it a dull and dirty brown,
wished for deep blue of the ocean,
where admirers heart would drown,
and it pained me when i realized,
you'd never see it like i do,
the way your eyes hint at a story,
that i want to read right through,
they hold specks of stolen sunlight,
that you'd miss with just one glance,
and a depth of raw emotion,
that can freeze you in a trance,
they're a fix of melted chocolate,
when i'm craving something sweet,
but hold a gaze that's so unwavering,
that i find it hard to meet,
i fall right down the rabbit hole,
when i look into your eyes,
the brown of earth's unfettered beauty,
that i yearn to memorize,
when i was tired of not belonging,
they make me feel like i'd been found,
and i hope you never say again,
that your eyes are simply brown.