Staring into your eyes I realized they were a color I couldn’t describe.
They were an enigma no one color could justify.
They weren’t brown, they weren’t blue, they weren’t hazel.
They were a color all on their own.
Bits of green swirled in a pot of honey that made it so your eyes were the main focal point.
They were the first thing I noticed about you.
I stared at them and I was lost, lost in a sea of golden honey.
A kaleidoscope of all these colors swirling round and round.
Round and round these colors went until I knew no one else’s eyes would ever bring me to my knees the way yours did.