Brown Eyes

A picture of brown eyes and olive skin

Like stillness untouched by raking noise

Flawless even in imperfection, her smile could heal wounds of deep hurt and raise sunlight out of desolation.

What peace? What hope could I bring to have her see me?

For torrents of profound humility and confusion burn within me like the coals of a deep inferno

To wish her angelic, ivory smile for me would be like stopping the world from spinning

Would I, could I dare?

I can only hope...