Feelings, like a kaleidoscope, tumble jewel bright

Yellows like the leaves outside bursting with oranges like the sleeping room

Reds bubble up from deep in me like an orgasm making me strong

Hands pink in my skin, lines from your knife

Blues form sutras in my mind like a musical scale cleansing the palate

Wintry whites and sages of peacefulness flower in my life and I walk this garden with delight

 

 

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