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Brown Eyed Brows

This might sound cliché but I’m in love with your eye —brows, I particularly love the way they just sit over your eyes The way they salute— Slightly curved but acute When you want to say Hi and when it’s time to say bye they just slumber and die In fact— It’s difficult to tell if your face is intact Your temple wrinkles with a frown Eyes turn shadowy brown Cheeks drop —Lips pop It’s sad in the cutest way but that moment changes the course of the rest of my day You’re eyes can stop shining with pride smile can inverse or take a couple bows but no matter how much you tried -- you can never mask those beautiful brows.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 1/15/2014 3:08:00 PM
this is so nice!!!! ...can't help not to comment on this one.. :)) your poem is so delightful..wish to read more ..^__^..AiyaH :o))
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