Your eyes tend to burn with fire

Even though they were blue.

They flicker

With embers of your depth.

A pair of kaleidoscopes

That twist and turn to see

What you would call

the bigger, better picture.

Such a deep color

Worn on such a beautiful person.

Glossed with greens, blues, and golds

Only visible to me.

There are shimmering sunsets that bloom regularly

And tsunami's over your waterline rarely.

A duo of priceless gems..

Captivating anyone willing to risk a glance.

Powerful currents

Pulling me in

More and more

Day by day

Untill i am completely stranded

In the ocean between your eyelashes.