aquamarine and burnt sienna.
I've claimed daffodil and lilac,
both puce and char truce.
But the shirts I wear are blue
and the curtains that hold
my windless room are blue, and the
marble of the kitchen and the
marbles of her eyes are blue.
A perfect, full, unaided blue.
And if I were to be honest and
stop trying so hard to be different,
I would probably say
tangerine infused with a
milky topaz. Like some people
are into music, I guess I'm
just really into colors.
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