Have you ever just stared at a rainbow?
Analizing each and every color.
Wondering how one color, plus another, makes a new one.
When I think of a rainbow, I think about skittles.
When I think of skittles, I think about my dad.
Each skittle represents a question.
Yes or No questions.
He said, “If you blink once, that means yes. If you blink twice, that means no.”
His eyes are a milk chocolate shade.
When he’s directed towards the sun, they turn into a deep honey.
The eye lashes are just an added perfection.
Same to any eye.
It doesn’t matter of what color.
Shades of brown, blue, hazel, or green.
The amazement isn’t in the color, no.
It’s how it gives our emotion away.
Our eyes speak for us.
They have a language of their own.
A secret language.
They smile for us. They lie for us.
They make us see how the impossible, is possible.
Our emotion is a kept secret.
But it can be exposed.
By a glance, a hug, or a tear.
One tear can blur a vision.
But says so many words.
A tear that comes out of a child’s eye may say, “I fell off my bike. I’m bleeding.”
A tear that comes out of your grandfather’s eyes may say, “I’m proud of my children.”
A tear that comes out of poverty’s eyes may say, “I’m cold and hungry. Help me.”
A tear that comes out the eye of a teenager may say, “I’m tired of faking a smile.”
You can see the depth of someone’s soul when looking into their eyes.
Eye contact makes everything so much more real.
Those milk chocolate eyes were staring deep into my heart.
I passed over a red skittle and asked, “Will you love me forever and ever?”
Anonymous
