Her Gorgeous Eyes
she hates her eyes
cause they're not light and bright
like others cornflower blue
yet to disdain such pure beauty
you would be a fool
i don't understand how
she can feel that way
towards these eyes that
demand all my attention
if she'd listen i'd sing praises
of their dark hues
but she hates her eyes
i could never do them justice
so maybe it's better this way
how could i find such words
when i'm overwhelmed as our gazes meet
wondering how their earthen hues
can hold such warmth
i adore her gorgeous eyes
that i'm not worthy to see look back
at me with such fondness
I adore her gorgeous eyes
that i've seen drowned in tears
overflowing with sorrow
i adore her gorgeous eyes
that i've seen darkened in anger
and sparking with intensity
I adore her gorgeous eyes
that i've seen soft and hazed
from lingering dreams
i get lost in her eyes
the ones i've made my home
treasuring every second they look my way
this is why it breaks my heart
when she says she hates her eyes
cause others may have eyes
the color of the sky
but her brown eyes are the reason
im not alone
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