A Brown Poem

It’s a brown poem
that I write tonight
immersed in the ink
of your hazel eyes
brown is the shade
of my sublime words
and brown is the tone
of my subtle dactyls

the cadence is brown
the accent is brown
brown the assonance
and the rhythm is brown

the brown caesura
the brown elision
brown is the ellipsis
and refrains are brown

aglow by the touch
of your bronzy skin
the sense, the essence
and the gist is brown

brown are the feelings
brown are emotions
in the cascade of your hair
my verses flow in brown.

– Chhaya