Violet colors my hair
To shimmer
Deep and black in the dark
Rich and free in the wind
'Cause sometimes I choose to
Be unpredictable,
To unbecome
Indigo eyes
With gleam clinging to the lashes
Blinking their length
Absorbing and becoming
The unending Abyss
Of the seen
Blue are my lips
Bright and mischievous,
Light and innocent,
And deep
When words
Are caught in my throat
Green is my chest
With the envy
Of all things flimsy
Making my mind
Lust
Yearn
Work
Strive
Yellow burns my lungs
Turning to fire
Breathing words of pain
And glows warm
As they breathe
Warmth of the Kind
Orange glows my heart
Bursting crimson
With passion
and throbbing brown
In anguish
Red,
Red is the color of my soul
Touching
The Violet, The Indigo
The Blue, The Green
The Yellow, The Orange
To shimmer
To enflame
To glitter
To enlighten
My faces
My forms
My frames
My self.
My forms
My frames
My self.
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