brown.

people often think of swimming in blue eyes;

eyes comparable to the calm ocean or the sky and heavens above.

i fell in love with your brown eyes and the nurturing safety i feel in them.

eyes comparable to the earth in which all living things grow and thrive,

eyes that are comparable to devil's food cake;

taunting, tempting, cloaked in a curtain of black lashes, a symbol of rich seduction.

they are like the stable ground on which i plant my feet;

steady, prepared to catch me when i fall in a warm, natural embrace.

brown eyes in the sun are pools of honey and amber, enticing to the heart and soul.

they are sunlight through bottles of whiskey and the earth after the rainfall.

they wrap me in a warmth like that of a fuzzy blanket on a chilly winter day,

they fill my soul with the warmth of a cup of coffee or hot cocoa.

they are warm, they are inviting,

they are home.