Her Color's Colours Will Infinitely Float
all colors coat
they emit a warmth that will never fade
your memory consumes me like a misunderstood wintertime with a secret
if my imagination was an artist that could do magic, i would recreate her fully
i would not change a thing with the exception of her occasional smoking habit
i would make the greenish brown monster dissolve and dissipate
i would put wellness and the sweet, gentle lips of the inspiring vaccine on a pedistal
then i would coat all colors again and play that old country song by that lady with the potential new boyfriend
the memory would finally live forever by the end of the song and the answer to my prayer
it's a crying shame, in directly bold plaid, that tomorrow is another day....of trying to move on
yet and still....Her Color's Colours Will Infinitely Float....
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