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.
Ciara Ashley Johnson 