Aye they are both soft and brown. <br />Above the sky. <br />Under the moon near the well. <br />Lashes across the back. <br />The bloom of orange blossoms. <br />Blood shot and long. <br />The eyes young and brown. <br />Empty the well at present. <br />Jolted awake, electric lights flash. <br />Humid depth of summer offers the night. <br />When they blink like that there, <br />look the eyes are of beautiful brown.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brown-eyes-23/
