Eyes

I remember distinctly one day,

Speaking about something so mundane ,

When I looked you in the eye,

And I stuttered, I cannot lie.

You say brown eyes are common things,

Not special, nothing we haven’t seen.

But I fall for twinkles, not colors in eyes,

And I saw the dreams and endless skies.

I caught my breath and looked away,

And finished whatever I was saying, now changed.

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