you said that indigo is for soul love
blue is for the upper room
yellow is saved for those bent shoulders
who need to cry
but red, red is only for the same person
over time who carries the mouth of flowers
without the promise of sobriety
easily lost, somehow, in the ivory of creation
like a work of art or a secret bargain
formed with our eyes half closed
so no one dares to ask for the color of truth
but hopes for the soft green of the willows
- by zayra yves
www.zayrayves.com
Poem is published in Lulu book:
"Leaving You Unpainted"
1 comment:
Zayra, brilliantly written! Everyday is filled with color! Love it!
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