You claim
they are hidden,
small,
and squinty.
But your eyes
are what
embody you.
Those hazel orbs
hold all your sass
and all your sweetness,
and I
cherish nothing
more than
seeing them
staring
back at me.
You claim
they are hidden,
small,
and squinty.
But your eyes
are what
embody you.
Those hazel orbs
hold all your sass
and all your sweetness,
and I
cherish nothing
more than
seeing them
staring
back at me.