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.