Their eyes are hazel. Their eyes are a combination of green and brown the majority a true jade green where it's pale green with flecks of white (or in their case brown) and simply stunning, right around the pupil there's a ring of chestnut brown like a freshly made watermark on a coffee table. Their eyes are warm and friendly and beautiful and if you look close enough you can see the knowledge of thousands of stars all the things she's learned you can see it their eyes when they're talking about them.
Their eyes blue. Their eyes are a piercing gunmetal blue with an explosion of honey brown around the iris. Their eyes are a stormy sea of emotions with a burst of light every now and then. Their eyes are warm and loving but can be angry and protective if you hurt someone they love. Their eyes are full of mischief and secrets and laughter and if you're lucky maybe one day they'll share some of it with you.
They have brown eyes. They hate them, thinks they're boring but they are gorgeous. Their eyes are nut brown and soft, which is the darkest brown an iris can be while still showing a clear contrast between iris and pupil. Their eyes are so warm, and loving, and trustworthy. Their eyes are full of inside jokes, and memories of the good times, if you ever need to smile go look into their eyes.
Their eyes are hazel. Their eyes are true hazel. They are a gradient of browns with some green in the mix. They are so unique and different and never the same some days they are almost completely brown and other days greener than the grass after it's just rained. Their eyes are always stunning always amazing no matter when you look at them. Their eyes are firey and alluring but also inviting and lively. Their eyes are full of promises and love for the ones she considers friends and family.
Their eyes are blue. Their eyes are, pale blue with white around the iris, Their eyes are a field of forget-me-nots starring up at an endless blue sky. Their eyes though small are so full of hope and wonder for the world and what it could be. Their eyes are honest and dancing with the love she has for people.
These eyes are my family, they are home, they are the eyes I turn to when I am struggling and suffocating in the cacophony of stress life is throwing out me, they are the eyes I go to when I need advice, the eyes that throw me a life preserver when I'm drowning. They are the eys I got to when I need to laugh or brighten up my day. The eyes I go to when I need a friend or someone to just give me hug and tell I'm not a complete fuck up, the eyes I go to when I can't do anything but cry and I know they will be there to bring me a cup of tea and a blanket. When someone asks me about my home and my family these eyes and the people behind them are the ones I picture.
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Spoken Word
PoetryThis where I'll put all my random spoken words and thoughts about my life, society, my friends, my family, past relationships or whatever I want really.
