Roles

The woman who took my order at dinner's name was Ebony. It struck me as a lovely name, and it inspired this poem, which really has nothing to do with the name.

Ebony heels

Click through the doorway.

An ebony pencil skirt

Plops onto the couch.

An ebony soul

Bares itself.

Pink eyes

Drop tears onto

Pink-ink notes

Observed by

A pink soul.

Deep purple

Is the enmeshment

Of an ebony and pink embrace.

God bless.