My eyes are not brown.
They are copper and honey and sage.
When they water they glow and when the sun hits them they melt into golden rays, two beautiful orbs the color of the very soil of the earth.
They are mysterious, dark and opaque. They are the color of soft passion and nurturing.
They are the color of rich, decadent chocolate, melted until perfect.
They are every color in nature put into one.
I like to simply believe that God could not decide which eye color to give people with brown eyes, knowing that their beauty and kind souls would make it not matter, so he gave us all of them.
My eyes are the galaxy, holding the secrets of the universe.
Brown eyes are not normal or boring. You are not as normal as they want you to be.
