An olive world

When I least expected you walked in the room, and all lights turned dim you yourself turned dim and it eased the glow of your olive green shirt that reminds me of my olive green swimsuit you and I, an olive skin to clothe amalgamation so amazing you looked with your summer tan on that

Baked skin and olive green

Soak it all in, and trap it Before the sun disappears for the next six months in this desperate place

Elephant god somewhere

A Hindu god, an elephant head           Sacred symbols, from a thousand year ago Clothed in time’s fine delicacies           Beige white silk and golden embroidery Draped over her ivory beige smooth           kind skin Pretty face maiden, like my mom