Brown eyes like tree bark

Brown eyes like chocolate

The kind of brown that is both the cinnamon and coffee beans in your kitchen

The kind of brown that makes my heart leap

Brown like my violin

Brown like a grizzly bear

The kind of brown that is in the autumn leaves and tea that you drink in the morning

The kind of brown I could not live without

The way the you look at me through those brown eyes

Since that is all I can see

The mask covers your lips that I wish I could kiss

But your eyes shine ever more

The brown of your eyes and the brown of mine

The feeling I get when our eyes connect

Its not the same feeling I get every day 

So keep your brown eyes trained on mine

Until I can finally find the courage 

to read you this poem about your brown eyes