Synaesthesia
Colour hides in a whitely glow
every colour we’ve ever known
Reflective rays a spectrum show
Coloured days, names and numbers
See the world through coloured wonders.
Think in colour, don’t you?
Your name clearly blue
Synaesthesia your my life
Colouring my every thought
Spectrum white and every sort
Close my eyes and you are there
Years of coloured thoughts to share.
Copyright © John Scotter | Year Posted 2017
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