Golden eyes

Never seen his eye colour before

Golden and Rich

Like butter or strong mustard.

His eyes glint and gleam

Slitted irises watch carefully

I could dip a bread soldier

In the yolk of his eyes.

Golden orbs full of mischief

Glamour and magic.

Turn them on me

I am under his spell…

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