your eyes change. from a muddy lake blue to a golden yellow, shining white
And I know that you are the most gentle soul I've ever met And I'll make you believe in souls just so I can describe to you how it feels when yours touches mine.
I can see your soul in those eyes It leaks out when I talk about the times I was hurt darling. I have been hurt and your eyes turn grey like couds when you listen to me speak of the past tortures the rapes the cuts the scars the pills the pills
Your eyes never stay grey.
Because after grey comes green.
Brilliant glowing like a grass-covered hill where I used to point out shapes in clouds. (when I was 8 years old and trusting the world to keep me grounded; but gravity never did its job.) when your eyes are Green, green grabs me by the waist pulls me close breathes me in and says