your eyes are pretty

people may say "your eyes are pretty" but in poetry, we say... "your eyes hold an ocean of emotions, raging and cold against a storm of hate and pain, crashing against the darkened ground and floating sadness and anger... but sometimes they are gentle, and bright, like calm waters shifting the sand on a warm beach, the sun bright, and the ocean peaceful and calm, breathing softly with its breeze on your skin, the happiness floats softly along the edges..."