Analysis of Pretty Brown Eyes

Brown eyes look at me. A brown so pure, rich and sweet. I melt when I stare into those eyes. The eyes shine like honey and leave me mesmerized.
  The sincerity in a glare, that slowly eases my mind and holds me in place. The world around me is black and cold, yet I smile at the brown eyes on this pretty face.
  I look deep into the arises and I see many disguises. All the pain these eyes have seen and have endured and yet they gleam. But I see the wisdom behind them. The strength those eyes hold inside them.
  The knowledge to see things more clear when hope is gone with fallen tears. In these eyes there still is faith because they opened to another day. I stare so long I start to see that those brown eyes belong to me.
  That pretty face with a broken smile and these brown eyes I wear so proud. if ypu look into them you will see the truth behind them and you shall know me.