my color

there is a color that bleeds from me.

changes with the mood.

gives me all the feel that i need

like magic.  i’ll breathe everything in.  love everything and nothing that surrounds it.

the purples the blues the greens dry raw and wait for me.  a painful loving sight to see.

it reveals everything.

as i sit, i

am lost

in

the

impression

of you.

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