your eyes are beautiful

they told me that

my eyes are of the

colour of the sky

 

they meant:

a calm, clear, lovely

afternoon’s sky

 

but they were wrong

 

my eyes are

of the colour of the sky

just before the unstoppable, incontrollable, dangerous storm

 

and if you are not

careful enough

those eyes might be

the last thing you will ever see.

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