Arrested Fantasy
I’ve etched my life in shades of cream,
Colour a luxury found only in dream.
To live my life in black and white
Will choke my soul with endless night.
I’ve dreamt of spicy golden suns
Igniting
radiant fires;
Of silver moons
Hushing
starry choirs.
I’ve dreamt of sweet emerald jungles
Meditating
portraits green;
Of dark violet storms
Thundering
music mean.
I’ve dreamt of sour amber deserts
Burning
coral red skin;
Of tanzanite glaciers
Freezing
diamonds therein.
But colourless passion sequesters my heart,
My lustrous pomegranate crumbles apart.
Classic ivory saturates my eye
Fantasy arrested and charged with a lie.
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