Greens & Browns
Your eyes remind me of honey.
Of warm summer nights.
Of nights where everything was peaceful and laughter filled the air.
Nights spent lying awake dreaming of what could be.
Your eyes remind me of everything I’ve ever dreamed of, in a mixture of greens and browns.
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