Brown Eyes

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They say to be glad for what you have

But I know too many that hate themselves for this exact reason

This is for you, my darlings

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As a green-eyed girl, I have it easy

They say it's the rarest color of them all

They call me forest green and hazel

The colors of precious jade and emerald

The color of life, they say


But what about those brown eyes?

The ones that range from honey to chocolate

Who's to say that life is green

When black and brown constitute the earth and the cosmos?


You with the whiskey eyes

Do you know how you glow?

You hold the depth of the drink

That has stolen many a life away

The urge to swim in those eyes forever

Is too strong

You are the amber

That holds the past frozen in place

And holds the eyes of others fixed in captivation

Because the past is a comfort

And you are a reminder of that fact

In the light, oh, how you shine

No longer are those eyes alcohol

Nor are they precious amber full of forgotten memories

They are bronze and living gold

Both of which people slave over

To build coin and knife

Those things have built civilizations

Yet they hold the power to tear them down

With those eyes of tan and fawn

You encompass the temptations of humanity

Your worth is more than they can imagine


To those with the eyes that are dark as onyx

Who dares ridicule you?

See, then, in the scorching sun

How they would perish without you

Dark brown is the mud that built the human race

The first houses and homes

The color smeared onto cheeks and shaped into ceramics

Your eyes describe the most fertile dirt

From it alone do the giant redwoods and sequoias sprout

And all other things grow

In it are the innards of this earth

Branching caves and caverns that we can only dream of finding

All colors are hidden in these depths

In the form of metal and jewels

And these pigments, darling, are the ones shown to us by the light

For in darkness, you are much different

Your eyes are pitch, and sharp like obsidian

And in them is an altar for Nyx, the goddess of night  

She casts shadows so others can look for the stars in your eyes

Do not scoff at her blessing

Alas, gazing into the heavens is a natural desire

What lies beyond that twinkle in your eye?

Only your soul can tell


And so, my friends

Know your true worth

Because while plants may be green

And water may be blue

Your eyes hold the things that make green and blue possible

See those that do not understand,

The non-believers, pagans, and heretics

And watch them bask in awe

At those brown eyes of yours

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