She Did Not Need An Introduction

Her eyes were piercing

Unlike so many conventional hues of 

Blue and Green and Hazel

They were brown

The plainest color of brown 

Absent of flecks that catch glittering lights

No swirls so much like espresso and foam

Her eyes were piercing

It was the way she looked at you

Moth-wing eyelashes 

Lopsided tug of petal pink lips

She made people stare

She made people shy

Afraid of what she might do

If they were to meet her deadly gaze

She didn't have much

And maybe the rest of her

Wasn't very pretty but

Her eyes were piercing still

They made people believe 

She wasn't ordinary, that much they knew

But if she needed them to think she was

Nothing special

She could do that too