I don’t live in a world of
Grayscale or monochromatic.
I don’t live in a world where my
Hair is red and my eyes are hazel,
But one where my
Hair is copper and my eyes are amber.
I live in an autumn world where
The leaves are not brown but bronze,
And the sunsets are not orange but golden.
This saffron and ginger colored world
Is bejeweled with emerald and sapphire books,
And walnut and cedar coffee.
Scarlet and vermilion apples,
And marigold and chartreuse pumpkins.