a life in words

glass bottle green

when it comes to eyes - i'm a sucker for them,

no one in this world has quite the same kind and color, 

and you can always hide your feelings behind a smile, 

but your eyes are not capable of telling lies, 

and i'll be the first to say that blue eyes take my breath away, 

but brown eyes seem mundane,

simply because i've never liked the color of my own, 

but his eyes are something different, 

a color i have never really known, 

a glass bottle green that seems to welcome me in, 

a color that reminds me of my mother, 

and grass clippings in the late April rain, 

i tend to have too many words about the color blue, 

the sadness it holds, but the curiosity it brings from me, 

and i tend to have far too few words about the color brown, 

which should have been my moment of realization for times past, 

but green, green is simply foreign to me, 

and i'm all too excited about the adventure that they are beckoning.