i never really noticed the beauty
in brown eyes
until i met you.
and seemingly out of nowhere,
i began to take notice to
the subtle flecks of russet,
and spots of sepia,
that so beautifully
rested in your taupe, somber eyes.
slowly, but surely i fell in love
with your once ordinary eyes;
who knew brown eyes could be
so lovely, so warm;
who knew
brown eyes could feel like home?
i wrote this a few weeks ago. i wrote this about somebody i used to know, somebody who (for a short while) meant the universe to me; for -. ,a lifetime ago
