I don't know if this can be considered a poem but whateva

brown is not appreciated much

they don't understand how beautiful it can be

brown eyes my heart skip a beat
brown skin makes me smile in happiness

you remind me of the colour brown

you're so beautiful + i am the only one that can genuinely appreciate that

your smile is precious
crooked teeth put on display for me to admire

flowers sit on top of your head
making me feel warm from the small joy they brought you

the people around me were blind
they lived in a world that kept them from seeing the beauty that is you

that makes me grateful
i want to be the only one that can see how golden you are

you can't see me because i'm always watching from a distance

from a distance, i watch the small, calm smile that plays on the lips that i have to keep myself from kissing

from a distance, i watch the way the hands i want to hold adjust the flowers in your hair

from a distance, i watch you cry in the corner
you let your insecurities rule your world

and while you cry your little pretty heart out, you never once look up to see someone who has eyes filled with love for you

°°°°°
i hope that was good. stay breezy
~ tatiana