Slate grey... the colour...
a bit of powder blue...
licorice disappearing under the sun...
there was a lot of to discover,
to me, to you...
not fast, but one by one.
I do remember forest green,
not much, but still...
azure and blue and white...
the words you did for sure mean,
the evening chill
and lights...
the black olive and charcoal,
the singing of blackbirds,
and living me, the living soul
in colours and in words...
Colours
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