Brown eyes. Scarred fists. Nice lies & a hair flip. I never liked brown eyes until I realized yours made me shy. I never hid from the truth. Your eyes were on fire & every time you looked at me I turned away. Protecting myself from the burning piece of me I knew you'd give me. There is something dead in your eyes & I can't quite place it but your kisses light fires on scars that no longer feel & I can't help but want you, darkness & all. Your eyes hold secrets that you can't help but to choke on every time they try slivering off your tongue. They capture heart beats & pace poison in the mind. The galaxy shown through your eyes has super novas of exploding thoughts & dead dreams. You need a light to get you home but stars don't live forever.