My True Colors

November 4, 2008
Silence is the green in your eyes
It’s our light embrace of comfort
It’s your natural, captivating perfume
It’s your words of wisdom and caring
Silent is what I should’ve been

Passion is the red and blue of my blood
It is an ice bath in ninety degree weather
It is the blooming of the spring flowers
It is parents fighting over their child
Passion is what I used to have

Confusion is the purple of the platypus
The bristle when you rub a freshly shaven leg
The inhalation of factory pollution in the wild
The accent of a Jamaican man
Confusion is what I hold closest to my heart

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