Sometimes there is a small change <br />of brown to green <br />that your eyes make, when I touch you <br />and when I kiss you <br />they sometimes get the sun’s sparkle of gold <br />and what you do <br />to make them get different colours <br />stays ‘n big secret that neither of us know.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-there-is-a-small-change/
