She insists that her eyes are brown. Her drivers license says brown. And in a typical setting, yes, I agree that they look a light brown. She swears by it.

But I live for the moments when she looks at me in just the right light, especially out in the sun, and suddenly her eyes are the brightest forest green I've ever seen in my life.

Not even forest green, really...almost an emerald. I've never been so captivated by anything than I am in those moments.

It's like she's my own secret Aphrodite.