It can be blinding, or it can be mellow.
The sun’s blissful, golden, daisy flower yellow.
Washing upon the shores of my favorite place to heal.
The best mix of green and blue; iridescent ocean teal.
The sound of yelling, overlapping the out-bled
Solid, angry, about-to-kiss-her red.
The lilacs on the side of my grandmothers thermal
Comforting, welcoming, fairy tale purple.