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Haylin Jan 2019
Green.
Like a field or a forest,
That color I deeply desire.

Blue.
Like the heart of the ocean,
The color I could get lost in forever.

But when you change from green,
To blue,
And back to green,
Then mix them,
It's like heaven.
Like all the stars have combined,
Into two beautiful eyes

Those eyes are yours
And I will drown in them forever
Haylin Jan 2019
His eyes were blue.
You could stare at them for hours and see a rainbow of colors swirling within.
His eyes were mesmerizing; getting lost in them was far too easy.
You could see the ocean in his eyes, the way they shine just like the water does as the sun sets.
You want to jump into the sea of his eyes and see the world from his point of view.
If you look into those blue eyes you’ll see a whole new world, one so beautiful and magical you never want to leave.
So you never look into them, to begin with.
All you see is that his eyes are blue, for if you look any deeper you will drown.
Haylin Jan 2019
I never cared for blue eyes.
a simple, dull tone of boring pens
and pale skies and puddles.                    
a common color among a million eyes.

until yours.      
then pools of shining ink spreading across plain pages,
filling chapters of my life.
a bright summer horizon expanding before me,
everywhere eyes can see.            
a huge, infinite ocean of sparkling blue,                      
blue that fills my eyes and mind and lungs,              
voluntarily drowning in your color.
Haylin Jan 2019
Your Beautiful Blue Eyes Never Lie
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