What about those green eyes?
Once upon a time
a queen meet a boy.
This boy smiled at her with green eyes,
enchanting green eyes.
Emerald,
and she fell.
Completely spellbound.
Much later,
the queen realised
the eyes she’d believed to be gems
instead were hazel.
The queen was startled.
How could she have been mistaken?
Some time later,
the same queen
meet a man with the boy’s name.
This man smiled at her with green eyes,
enchanting green eyes.
Stolen glances of malachite,
sparkling as the spring,
soothing as the ocean.
Weeks went by.
Then suddenly the queen,
in the chaos of a rush hour tube,
looked.
And again,
she was mistaken.
Those eyes she’d believed to be jade,
instead were grey.
The queen was startled.
She pulled back
and jerked her elbow into the orange tin wall.
How could she have been mistaken yet again?
What is it with the queen and green eyes?
Where do they come from?
And where do they go?
