Sorrow of color

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Blue his eyes threw to me
white circles like snow blinding
clear is the mind of blonde youth
looking at green as he dreams.

red scares its own reflection,
fears a boy pale in the moonlight.
yellow dances upon the soul in
lazy afternoons with lemon ice

black waits among shadow slow,
holding the wilted flowers, orange
marigolds folded over themselves,
Blue his eyes threw to me.

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Cosmic surfer of paradoxes.
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