She sings off key. I like
the way her eyebrows lift
when she hits the high note
like a guitar with a broken string
Her mouth moves
in the way a cat yawns
lips stretch way back
to her gums. Unaware
I’m watching my heart
becomes sonic chords.
I remember when
she asked me what my favorite
color was. I dunno why?
Funny how I thought how
color can mean so many
things.
What would
my choice say about me?
I like the way she sings
Is love a color?
love is a color and you're my favorite shade of forever.
ReplyDeleteLove is a prism full of colors.
ReplyDeleteLOL. Like that eh? Pretty deep of me.