Her eyes are dark brown

But she admired blue

Blue the color of the ocean

The color of the sky

And the color of a diamond

To her blue is perfect

And to her dark brown was dirt

But brown's the color of nature

Brown is seen as a reliability

It's solid

Much like as Earth.

Dark brown's like black in shade

But a pool of honey in the sun

Her eyes aren't perfect

It's magical

It shows flaws and imperfections

Just like nature

But if you look deep into it

You see the beauty in it

Yes It's not perfect

It's far more than that.

-Dennice.