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My Colours

I want to say something, it is buried beneath layers
Layers, layers of pain’t, layers of different colours.
Reds for the times I’ve bled, blue for the times I flew, 
Carried by the wind over valleys of green, stone grey mountains,
Silvery seas, white-feathered wings tickled by the breeze.

You say you tease

I want to say to you, I see your colours too
Your reds, yellows and blues, perhaps even 
The shades you hide, the ones where my finger begins to scratch
The surface, just a little. I hope I don’t break a nail! 
I smile as the colours chip, revealing a tender bit, 

You say you tease

My favourite colours are: green; the green that’s underneath
The old boat jetty by the lake, when the sun shines through,
Blue; my eyes are green yours are blue, the mixture of the two
Red; yes definitely the red of a fresh drop of blood from being stung by
The roses you will send me when you begin to fall for me.

You say you tease

As your colours emerge, I wonder will I see colours that are layered upon me. 
Perhaps shades of the same, there are 120 different shades of white
A spectrum in which we shall find some commonality
I am willing to explore and so therefore I ask you
Please don’t tease me anymore.

Copyright © Sandra Ramacher | Year Posted 2014


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  1. Date: 5/22/2016 4:05:00 PM

    Sandra, I like how you gave him a taste of your words. ---120 different shades of white... WOW, that's spectacular.... SKAT
  1. Date: 2/5/2016 3:36:00 PM

    SANDRA, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. Always with LUV ** LINDA