Shades of Brown

imspired by some girl who stood in front of me in line in a Chinese food restaurant

Majestic, inside grew a tree

a mighty oak of completion

Her shades of brown enthralling

the confines of the room

And me,

in it’s shade

and her comfort

in its cycle the sun set and

slowly the oak embraced me

in her shadows.

taller they grew

and taller

light creeping

shadows spreading

her arms surrounding

and then

past its threshold, sudden collapse 

and shadows no more

like the sun they disappear

darkness.

the room is suddenly empty

my oak, my mahogany, and my birch

she grows outside