His Eyes
His eyes are a cup of warm coffee
With swirls like soft chocolate notes
Deep like the ocean without a trace of blue
Hiding secrets and emotions too;
His eyes are chopped mint leaves
Adding a color like no other
The clover color touches the hearts
Of all who dare to seek it out;
His eyes are golden flecks
That sparkle with every breath they take
A topaz color like clean jewelry
Scattered among the darkness.
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