My love, see me all filled with glee!
Your eyes sensationalize your plea.
When green, a sheen that speckles blue,
I trust someone must be hurting you.
Lion bright, a heavy yellow,
Laced brown, no frown, is very mellow.
Oh hazel, the best from the rest,
Where love is a trove so very blessed.
Ask why the irises doth fly,
Perchance with glance, I see heartfelt cry.
Outside sun shows most awesome fun,
Every hue can be found thus spun.
Tough browns and greens mean run away,
So mad, so glad you said you will stay.
Most becoming, your features cloth,
Unseen, vibrant colors of your troth.
See the full reach your eyes teach me,
Ever feel, plainly real, so lovely.
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