my eyes are green
not
because i
eat to much broccoli
my eyes are green
not
because i
stare to long
or lovingly
at forests or meadows
or
that kind of thing
no
my eyes are green
with the images
i
cant
see
stolen
sideways
glances
sneeky
sultry
seductions
tender
touches
meant
for
me
and anything else
the mind
behind these eyes
can think of
to see
until it
makes a
monster
of me
oh yes
my eyes are green
but
if i had my choice
they'd be
a lighter
color
indeed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem