of: Colour ^^
like magnolias
whose scent you can detect
in the damp air
like bullet wounds
stopped with kisses
like citrus
against sunsets
like wildflowers
and sunshine
like yield, but you still
go
like money, fresh and crisp
or bugs sipping on dew
like saxophones
and summer storms
like neon lights
on winter nights
like bruises
two days old
every color,
Altogether,
and beneath them
schoolchildren
with squinting eyes
drenched but giggling
and finally
ready to see
”ROYGBP” - 2019
