Monday, October 10, 2011

Color Phase

I am the red in the rose, the flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor.
I am the gray in the ghost that hides with your clothes behind your closet door.
I am the green in the grass that bends back from underneath your feet.

I am the blue in your back alley view where the horizon and the rooftops meet.
I am The black in the book, the letters on the pages that you memorize.
I am the orange in the overcast of color that you visualize.
I am the white in the walls that soak up all the sound when you cannot sleep.

And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach that wish the harbor wasn’t quite so deep.


If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors of the evening stars.
You can go anywhere you wish cause I’ll be there, wherever you are, my darling.

(wherever you are)



Adam

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