Tag Archives: Yellow

stupid love

  Looking thru my lemon glass Whisky warms my eye I tell her yellow is forever She gives herself to cry. I hate yellow, why so damn happy She hits my tattoo hard Fuck! Whats wrong with happy? Shit, this ‘aint … Continue reading

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Sorrow of color

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 … Continue reading

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Stains

  We lazed among crumpled sheets Yellowed with fervor – love’s remains, though perhaps it was the champagne, slipping, as it had, her grasp in a more ticklish vein when she had loaned me her hand For just the right finish.

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