Wow... its march.
I haven't updated...
should I spoil you all?
yes yes I should.
Shaded EyesShaded EyesShaded Eyes by olistebarmarzexdem
Eyes with shades hard to describe.
Could you say that those crystal eyes be gray?
Gray as how?
Gray like ash or perhaps,
Not even gray but silver
Silver sparks setting those eyes ablaze.
Or could they be an ocean-blue,
The tide spewing forth great and mighty waves?
But blue? What does it say?
Blue, rich, and royal
Or soft and silent blue, like a baby's blanket?
Or should they not be blue, but green!
Green like olive or pine trees!
or green like brilliant emeralds?
What green could you describe them to be?
Or could they be
A silvery shade of gray, a sky-like blue, and a subtle green;
All three with small flecks of gold,
Bright yet bold?
This, these eyes, they seem to be
A vibrant whirl of shades is what I dee.
Shaded eyes... heh... yes. yes indeed.
I write of...I write of life, happiness, and falling in love.I write of... by olistebarmarzexdem
The beautiful singing of a mourning dove.
I write of joy, laughter, fear and pain.
The falling snow, breezing wind and beating rain.
I write of desolate poverty and extreme wealth,
diseases that kill people and those in good health.
I write of colorful sunsets and sparkling stars.
Floating hot air balloons and convertible cars
Of these things I like to write,
They are my dreams
And they come every night.