His Eyes

His eyes are like the fresh blades of grass that pop through the snow, and let you know spring is on its way. His eyes are like the buds you find growing in winter bringing the plants back to life.His eyes are as full of life as when the earth's plants are reborn after going through a dark and cold winter. His eyes are the colour of the deep ocean shining in the moon light. His eyes are the beautiful colour of emerald sparkling in the rays of the morning sun. When he turns his head, his eyes catch the light and give off every hue of an evergreen forest, and when he cries his eyes sparkle like leaves when the rain has just poured and the sun shines immediately after reflecting its rays onto the dodrops.His eyes are like kryptonite when it gets close to a kryptonian, it gives off such an intense and powerful glow that you can't help but just get weak in your knees. His eyes have just the slightest bit of a fire that has just been lit and hasn't fully shown its flames yet. Those eyes are as deep as the ocean, and I could swim in them forever. His eyes are the most beautiful eyes I've ever come in contact with. His eyes are pure and full of beauty and light and all things perfect. I could say his eyes are green, but those eyes, those eyes are so much more.

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