Brown Eyes
Your eyes shone like the constellation of Orion,
leading me to believe; you were the one to guide me to the land of Zion.
The liberation of my heart was set alight; that fateful day,
you were stunning just as ‘Bridge Over the Lily Pond’ by Claude Monet.
My appreciation of beauty led me to enquire,
were you the one in all my visions asking for desire?
Running through fields of holly, asking for one simple wish,
to always be there, so love will never miss,
appealing to let go of all our fears to just simply kiss.
But you were more than a conceivable dream,
the most beautiful thing, I could have ever possibly seen,
your mannerisms where all of the highest it seemed.
Wanting to head in the same direction,
I stopped your gallant motion to make the appropriate correction.
I made you aware that I wanted to be good to you,
to hold you, please you, and be true to you.
Like a fairytale in the living colour, you looked at me with your brown eyes
to fully establish more than a fantasy,
turning around to ask me “are you my fateful destiny?”
“Will you support, comfort and be there for me.
With life’s journey; what will you make out of the unbearable?
What is out of my reach; will you make the impossible, possible?”
With those brown eyes, you made the clear announcement,
professing such words of wisdom that were mentally arousing.
The perfect ending never felt this real and more,
the rest of the story fell into place like pieces of domino.
Hidden here with you, upon the azure Mediterranean shores,
I can assure you; your brown eyes are all I will explore,
soothing the soul beneath your spiritual allure.
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