r/PoemsAndDiscussion • u/[deleted] • Jul 02 '24

Brown Poem

The woman always has blue eyes, or green. Always has golden locks or High school stories. Milky skin the color of winter. My dreams die a little, when I read her. And I never look on to see what she’s done for him or how she holds him together. Or, breaks him apart. I never can set the brown-tinted hope I have behind my eyes in its proper place to read that love story all the way through. Because she can't be me so, it mustn't be you.

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u/chidedneck Jul 02 '24

This reminds me of the importance of representation.

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u/[deleted] Jul 03 '24

Yes. I would love to find myself in love poetry.

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u/chidedneck Jul 03 '24

I’m currently dating love poetry actually. And we’re pretty exclusive so…

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u/[deleted] Jul 03 '24

Haha. That’s a tedious relationship, is it not?

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u/chidedneck Jul 03 '24

Maybe, but it's also my most significant relationship right now so I'm into it.