brown-eyed boy,
you haunt my dream
with your golden gleam
brown-eyed boy,
i wonder if your touch is as soft
as the way you lay your eyes upon me
[like i was fragile glass,
and a simple whisper
is enough to shatter me]
brown-eyed boy,
you’re neither the blues
of the deep abyss
or the viridescence
of oak leaves
brown-eyed boy,
you’re the soil nourishing me
all the riches of this earth
the oxygen i breathe
and brown-eyed boy?
loving you is like
overindulging in
honey
[for you're so sweet
and who am i to resist?]
-
because there aren't enough poems in this world about brown-eyed boys, whose honey sweet eyes bore into your soul