Blue eyes wandering Meet with brown eyes Talking up tempests and Blue eyes stops and stares. Because wow brown eyes You got it going on girl. Brown eyes stares back and... Giggles. Brown eyes walks over to blue eyes, The tempest twists Twisting to a twister A twister twisting the tempest Into a beautiful hurricane. And at the eye, Of the hurricane I mean, Are their eyes. The blue one And the brown one Eclipsing one another Taking in each other. And blink... They were gone. Whisked away on a blowing breeze The sky their tap shoes. The clouds their slippers And the breezes their clothings. Soon blowing breezes turned to hugs And hugs turned to handholds And handholds turned to kisses And kisses turned to... Love. And it all started With blue meeting brown.