She bared her soul to me
Bared her soul in beautiful hues my dull eyesight couldn’t dissect
The canvas painted in shades I could barely detect
And I still see the rainbow in the browns of eyes
And brown eyes seem so common
Hers were anything but
They shined so bright the world dimmed when they shut.
So I blinked when she blinked
Winked when she winked
So I’d never live in a world without that light
And if ever she went blind I’d gift her my sight
Because the world needs those eyes
With each amber iris
Those irises that can capture the hue of the rain
Down to each drop’s stain
That can take the cool of the storm
And match the sun’s sense of warm
She paints pictures that remind you of the first day you were born
Everything is real
So real it’s exciting and terrifying
Life giving and death defying
So vivid if I described it I wouldn’t know where to start
My first love I fell in love with the artist as beautiful as her art.