Feb 2020
Of all the colors
My eyes could be,
They pick three
And a fourth... maybe.
The first is an odd one
A hazel generalization,
But upon close inspection,
They have a green outer edge
With a brown inner edge.
The second one
Appears from time to time,
They shine a forest green
But there’s no more to be seen.
The final shade
Is quite a mysterious phenomenon
For my head to wrap around.
I’ve seen in my eyes
On a few occasions
And they were a naval steel,
Nothing like I’ve seen
In the eyes of those
Bound to me by blood.
My eyes could be,
They pick three
And a fourth... maybe.
The first is an odd one
A hazel generalization,
But upon close inspection,
They have a green outer edge
With a brown inner edge.
The second one
Appears from time to time,
They shine a forest green
But there’s no more to be seen.
The final shade
Is quite a mysterious phenomenon
For my head to wrap around.
I’ve seen in my eyes
On a few occasions
And they were a naval steel,
Nothing like I’ve seen
In the eyes of those
Bound to me by blood.
My eyes are weird, man. The main color is supposedly hazel, but it is two different colors in concentric circles (that blend a bit but not too much). The steel blue is a mystery to me though. It’s happened twice.
