Beige Has A Voice...

Beige Has A Voice...

I put a Trench Coat across my arm

As Stendhal talks inside my mind

Nature forgets her basic shade...

But wait

Beauty is not just in my head

It is so tangible

And so in my hand

As I get married in beige ombre...

This classic tread that runs through my veins

To see the colours as Happiness gates

That pleasant feeling

So very different for each of us

That voice of perception

Wanting to be heard...

Colours speak volume - Can you hear?

They speak through ages

In various shades

They scream in khaki

They whisper in oatmeal beige

As I find my beauty in theirs...

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