November 19, 2011

A floral Red

A floral red for warmth's sake; An indication of progression?

For a moment ago I would have chosen a blank page to envelope these mysterious etchings.

But nawh, behold colour!

Sense my sense of the magnitude hitherto felt;

And all hope's not lost!

For though all you may discern is my subtle silhouette in the fog;

A shape is a shape

And a song is a song.


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