She wrote love letters
the color of leaves
verdant green
of new beginnings
ambers and golds
of twilight heartbeats
burgundies and magentas
of deep, rich passion
varied shades
of long days together
and years she would never forget
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©MidwestFantasy
08/05/2018
I am an abstract of multi-colored feelings. Once I breathe in the morning, my mind runs after my heart full speed. They want to play together but too often fight. The two swirl my colors, splashing and mixing them without permission. Me, dizzy, wondering if all will turn out beautiful or clash in torturous ugliness. Who chooses the colors is a daily battle sometimes playful, sometimes cruel. I never know by end of day if I’ll be worthy of hanging on someone’s wall.
Pic- feelgrafix.com
