I'd never heard something so true until someone said once
"brown eyes are just brown eyes,
until you love someone with brown eyes."
Images of you animated my mind
I thought of the fire that burned in your eyes
The fire that I fell in love with
The depths of your soul written in your eyes
For only those who truly know you to see
You called them average and that always troubled me
See, how could the gateways to a soul so majestic as yours be average?
They may be just brown eyes to others
But to me I see you in them
That makes them more beautiful than renaissance architecture
That makes them more coveted than pure gold
That makes them so much more than just brown eyes
- Olivia Fleur