Particoloured

Your green eyes are wild, untamed.
It keeps people away from me.
We are surrounded by drunken creatures who have forgotten what they were celebrating.
They made me feel dizzy.
Swaying, I was looking for a stable ship when your eyes sobered me, this deep forest of yours exctracted me from the sea and put on a the firm ground.
Right now your eyes are closed, and I am sitting on the floor next to you, a book open on my lap.
You didn't say anything when I joined you there.
You didn't interrupt my reading either.
You just kept your eyes closed,
and when someone comes too close to me, you open them.
Your eyes are wild, untamed.
It keeps people away from me.
I don't like people.