Grey-green,
Like a murky pond,
Look to close and you will drown.
Then a bright patch,
In the middle,
An explosion of speckled brown.
Like a supernova,
Bursting out,
In the depths of space.
My eyes,
I think,
Are the most attractive thing on my face.
Mysterious,
And unreadable,
Dark, yet quite witty.
I know something,
That you don't,
And believe me it's not pretty.
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