Saw many loves of chocolates.
Saw many loves by chocolates.

The perfect brown of love
Randoming between the two's warmth.

The tempting brown.
The melting brown.
The rejected brown.
The dejected brown.
The selected brown.
The celebrated brown.


Amidst so many brown,
There was one brown.
Without recognition,
Complete incognition.

Then once the clock strik'd
This brown was touched and recognis'd.
Shaped for our own world,
You're my brown, I am Yours!






© Amrita Chandan