random poem, rought in wine and homework.

[revolution_boi]

I love your shit brown eyes.
And the way the curls of your hair fall softly over them.
In the the mingle of the monotone collaboration
the light is caught and from your intoxicating gaze,
like glass or water, light is reflected.

In a single moment my attention is stolen,
rather it is given to you freely...

for years of your life you have seen yourself as plain.
One of a billion with simple coloured eyes
neither green nor blue which some find so appealing.

I'm much more attentive to the seriousness
the warmth glowing from these rich coloured circles
which from their spherical hosts
pierce through the fodder, the embellishments of the world
and with true sincerity invest their attention in mine.