8 September 2012
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.
My Eyes • Opuss № I