Beth's Eyes

Beth's Eyes
by Kristi H.

Swirling bursts of beautiful colors,
Cluttered amongst each other,
To the fullest extent, where they,
Have a place they can stay.

Your orbs sparkle as you laugh;
Oh, those beautiful, shining lamps!
They illuminate the darkest sky...
Oh, how they they brighten the saddest smile!

Hazel -- what a traumatic name!
This word alone could never explain,
The glow from within your shining brightness,
Glittering, glistening, almost causing blindness!

A light, pale sky blue on the inside lay,
Glistening amber lines the pupil's fray.
The foamiest sea green on the widest out,
A blanket of beauty that has its own shout!

The blue sky swims with the sea's green bay,
Orange encumbers past amber's small lay,
Then a slight purple haze does align...
Releasing bright red, gold, and green armine!

The colors do settle, and a soft, light gray cloud,
Takes it sweet toll and mixes the colors around.
In fact, I do notice, in their own sweet way,
Your gaze is less hazel, more a colored array!