Last Spring
you’re the colors
in my heart
The brilliant
shades
of orange and yellow
And
The deep hues
of purple and blue
as well.
You’re the seasons
in my body
The warmth of July;
soft,
swimming in my pores
And
The brisk of December;
keeping me indoors.
Late February
these colors
on your brush
are muddled
And remind me of spring
When
we
first
met.
(2014)
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