The way your eyes change colors with the sky,
Is like a kaleidoscope, a sight to behold and admire,
From blue to grey, to green and hazel,
Your eyes are a canvas, a masterpiece, a marvel.
They reflect the world, its beauty and its pain,
They speak volumes, without saying a thing,
They hold secrets, and tell stories untold,
They are a window to your soul, a treasure to behold.
Your eyes are like the sky, ever-changing and vast,
A kaleidoscope of colors, a beauty that will last.
© VishalDutia
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