Dark brown eyes
almost black.
Looking straight at me
from under lids,
with head turned down.
Staring, piercing, promising.

Dark brown eyes,
almost black.
Not merely bright, reflecting light,
no.
More wood, (oil rubbed),
deeply polished ebony.

Dark brown eyes,
almost black.
Drawing me, drowning me,
arousing desire and fear in me.
Silently speaking secrets
till then not known to me.

Dark brown eyes,
almost black.
Brown eyes burning,
turning me on.
Afraid to look longer,
as passions grew stronger,
moved on.

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