Colours
Between the curve of blue
And the green protrude
I am a black pause
Seeing red everywhere
The white emptiness
Stains the gold of love
Shall I purple you again
Will you yellow me
I love the silver rain
And the gold coming
Of morning from the brown night
Of the city's grey hug.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012
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