Prisimed
prisimed
your blues seep through
delicate cracks
developed
by time and hue
a brush
technicolor of triumph
and failure
splashed and spotted
in a weighted night
of stars
falling down
backdrops
of tomorrow
it's all not black and white
true or untrue
love filters
dust and all
a departed dance
silhouettes in the stillness
clashed
where sepia warms her chill
Copyright © Ts Poetry | Year Posted 2021
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