In the gentle glow of evening’s light,
Brown eyes whisper tales untold,
A gaze that holds the warmth of earth,
Secrets in their depths unfold.
Like autumn leaves, they softly gleam,
Rich with hues of golden dreams,
Reflecting worlds both near and far,
In their tender, gentle beams.
Beneath the stars, they softly speak,
Of wanderings and endless skies,
A universe within their gaze,
Where endless possibilities arise.
Oh, tender eyes of deep brown hue,
A world embraced within their sight,
In every glance, a story’s spun,
A love that dances in the night.