Brown

A friend told me she envied my green eyes. I think I got my point across.

Brown is warm. 
Brown is home. 
Brown is my beautiful, beautiful desert that I could never ever leave. 
Brown is chocolate cream. 
Brown is safe.
Brown is sweet tea and biscuits. 
Brown is my piano, my jewelry box, and the tree I learned to climb when I was five. 
Brown is everything I love.

Author's Note

I'm aware that this is, by most accounts, a dull scheme. I'm very capable of utilizing inventive formats (if I may be so bold as to say so myself. I should hope my other work reflects that) I just liked the simplicity of this for some reason.

Reviews

[JayElle Ess]

i keep rereading this. the images and simplicity are really comforting. i especially love the last three lines. brown is my husbands last name, so i really connect to this on a personal level.