Your eyes
Soft yet intense in your stare
Those eyes that I see when I close my own
My soul gets touched with every glance
With ever accidental stare
Within your gaze I see
Brown with whispers of green
Not blue but brown
The most common color
But not the most common on you
I’ve seen many brown eyes
But yours seek attention
yours seek
How mine yearn
I see you in every color
Not just brown but,
Green, Hazel, and Gold
Each color dancing with grace
With every stolen glance
Each color singing
With every dilation
Brown but still seizing my attention
Like blue or green would
Unlike my own
Blue and needy
Needy for that glow
My own eyes lack
Needy for that chaos
And fire present in your iris
My own eyes unworthy
To stare into yours
My own eyes ignorable
Like the spring breeze
I will cherish your gaze
Every second it meets mine
And will long for it
Every second its broken
See me in every, Past
Present and
Future
See me in every timeline,
Every universe, and
Every moment
For my eyes have always been seen
But never worshiped
My eyes sad like the moon
Deep and dark
But yours like the sun
Bright and golden
I wish to never forget
Those little joys
I see when I look into
Your golden suns
They say
Eyes never get old
So yours will never dim
Like stars do
Yours will never fade
Like memories do
I will always remember
That intense stare
But tender touch
You will never see my eyes
Fill with woe
As long as they meet yours
That stare gave me purpose
To seek
That stare gave me reason
To love
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Author:
Brynlee (
Online)
- Published: June 3rd, 2025 12:03
- Comment from author about the poem: This was an ode I had to write for my creative writing class. It has since became one of the best poems (in my opinion) I have wrote and it remains my favorite. One of my favorite things to write about are eyes because of the amount of emotion that they hold. Eyes never get old, never fade and so they will always be the same eyes. There are so many ways to describe them and each way is strong and moving. Though this write is about someone, I believe that there are people who have felt this longing. The way your heart races when that certain person meets you gaze is a feeling all too great.
- Category: Love
- Views: 2
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