Crimson red lips, rosy cheeks, scarlet letters
Pray to holy orange bottles that soon you’ll get better
Golden leaves, golden strings, golden tattoos and skies
Golden gates, golden cage, a gold rush we don't like
Green eyes and blue ones and indigo, too
Black ties and white veils, hearts borrowed and blue
Skies that are light pink, then amber, dark gray
A man and his white horse who showed up too late
The red hair of a best friend, green light of forgiveness
Little white lies that escape through black lipstick
Green grass, teal shirts, ocean waves of clear blue
Red names on a list—look what you made us do!
Old faded blue jeans and little black dresses
Heartfelt "I'm sorry"s to sweet, tan-skinned exes
Towns painted blue, dogs dyed key lime green
Our love fading into the gray of old tea
We thought love was red, turns out that it's golden
And hate will turn blue skies to black like it's storming
But if Tay's taught me one thing, gray skies are okay,
About the Creator
S. Frazer
She/her • 29 • Aspiring writer
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