brown-eyed boy, you haunt my dream with your golden gleam
brown-eyed boy, i wonder if your touch is as soft as the way you lay your eyes upon me [like i was fragile glass, and a simple whisper is enough to shatter me]
brown-eyed boy, you’re neither the blues of the deep abyss or the viridescence of oak leaves
brown-eyed boy, you’re the soil nourishing me all the riches of this earth the oxygen i breathe
and brown-eyed boy? loving you is like overindulging in honey [for you're so sweet and who am i to resist?]
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because there aren't enough poems in this world about brown-eyed boys, whose honey sweet eyes bore into your soul