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Sienna Luna Jan 2017
There's a black cat

walking flat,

his back feet

dipped in

marshmallow droppings.

His tail flicks

like a reed in the swamp,

and he can't

help but run through legs

swiftly

hopping on furniture

daintily

belly all soft and white.

Silent is he,

catching the almost-full moon

in his bright whiskers.

Padded paws,

a black tail snaking

twitching as he

squeezes to rest

in tight spaces

wide eyes as green as

a kiwi fruit

with the seeds cut out.

He bats his toy freely,

ears up then

hears a rustle

at the screen door

and sits

transfixed

but only

for a moment.
Julia Locy Jun 2016
As I took a picture of you,
You said you would rather take pictures of statues and great monuments, Commemorating hero's and events, made with precious stones with ornate details,
Far more beautiful and worth while than photo's of you.
But as you stood there looking forward,
Green eyes lit and smile spread wide,
You were far more gorgeous and spectacular than any piece of art that I've ever seen.
While you would rather stare off blissfully at the sights,
I was perfectly content with mine.
Emre Fatih May 2016
green eyes
how come
that warm
gently rides
to springs of heaven
from frosty blue ice
then turns black ravens
to brightest white doves
and
the hopeless cravens
to bravest heroes

lashes: turkish bows
glances like arrows
runnin' baby roes
make you chase for a while
what a perky look
cheerful naughty snook
but flowing jungle brook
sings her lullaby

a shiny pinky smile
carries an angel tribe
withinside
of the nook
thus devil got riled
was expelled and allied
with the nebbish adam
-rosy pink lips wiled
and might
clothe the seven seas
by the holly tide
R A Lee Apr 2016
Eyes as green as pixie dust
   His stare makes my heart soar
      it frees my soul.
     Take me forever to  Never Never Land.
           I am your Wendy Darling.
          You my Peter Pan.
is Nov 2015
i know of his hazel eyes that are a map to his soul if only you would look deep enough.
i know of his wide smile that could mend a heart that has been shattered into one million tiny pieces.
i know of his brown hair
that carelessly lays atop his head.
i know of the intense sadness that contaminates all of these beautiful things.

i know of the emptiness that engulfs him and the dry blood he conceals beneath cloth.
i know of a side to himself that he keeps locked away, the key buried under a thousand rocks only to be revealed when his barely-breathing heart is completely alone.
i know of the sleepless nights that are filled with memories of unkept promises and the tears that forcefully fall from his frustrated eyes.
i know of the thoughts that overtake his mind, continuously haunting him.
i know of the fear that controls his words and overwhelms his heart.
"no, i don’t know him. i just know of him."
Lost Oct 2015
Love is the green in his eyes.

It smells like         his shirt                     I keep for comfort.
It sounds like      his steady heartbeat          under my ear.
It feels like         his hand                     intertwined with mine.
It tastes like       his kiss                        after three weeks apart.
It looks like              a bright future        ahead of us.

Love is an unbreakable bond.
Purple Rain Apr 2015
I dream about Miss. Green eyes hour after hour
Them dream gone sour
Miss. Green eyes what is it like getting inside someone's brain,
Is it just a mind game?
Well I'm the only one I can really blame,
For I shake my head down in shame.

I once loved one,
but them dreams turned in to nightmares
When I see you in my dreams all I can do is stare
Can't find any words
For it is hard to bare
Looking at you Miss. Green eyes
Are you still there?
I can say your love for me is now hate
My life was at stake
But you didn't care,
You were just there

Looking in to those beautiful eyes
It was a surprise to me,
that one day you would get up and leave
For your no longer Miss. Green eyes to me
One day I would hope for your return
But you see,
When you were gone I was let free
No longer Miss. Green eyes to me
Bobbie Quesnel Apr 2015
I don't think I could
Ever understand how
Someone could get lost in a
Forest, until I saw your
Eyes. Because in your eyes, I
Saw the color of the leaves,
The very hue of life.

In your eyes, I saw a speck of the
Sun beaming in the sky, and in
Your eyes, I learned how
It was possible to get so very
Lost in a forest of green.
Heba H Feb 2015
Sometimes,
I wish I hadn't met you
and I wish I could go back
to the times

when happiness
wasn't when I see you
or when you tell me
your sweet little lies

when sadness
wasn't when you ignore me
or when I get
your cold replies

I really miss it
when green wasn't my favorite
because its the color
of your eyes
Bluebird Jan 2015
It runs along my side,
it bathes with me in the sea,
it never lets me catch it,
but he captures it in his green eyes,
and then illuminates me.
for the George (:
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