color (2/20/20)

fluffy flakes flutter and weave a blanket of white


as the butterflies in my stomach


flap their technicolor wings.


but the only color i feel


is a deep, melancholy blue


that seems to creep into my heart


when i'm missing you.


all i want is to lock eyes with you again


so i can remember what it feels like


when our bodies radiate


a vivid, passionate red.

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