Amor | Teen Ink

Amor

April 30, 2019
By Marysia PLATINUM, Halifax, Virginia
Marysia PLATINUM, Halifax, Virginia
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Love is purple, but amor is red.

Red as the candle wax,

Still left on the window sill after last winter,

As the gentle blush of your cheeks

After a long day in the sun,

As the rustic wallpaper in the lady’s bedroom

Of an old, grand mansion.

Red as the lipstick that I wear

That comes off after mere minutes,

As the chipped-away nail polish

Still present on my fingernails,

As the bricks that I count

While I wait for you.


The author's comments:

Love poem? Synesthesia poem? Who knows!


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