Rose my color is and white

Rose my color is and white,
Pretty mouth and green my eyes.

J.D. Salinger, Nine stories

Christ, it’s embarrassing – I start thinking about this goddam poem I sent her when we first started goin’ around together. "Rose my color is and white, Pretty mouth and green my eyes." Christ, it’s embarrassing – it used to remind me of her. She doesn’t have green eyes – she has eyes like goddam sea shells, for Chrissake.