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.