Colors of Love

Love is

new colors

bouncing off

the water’s surface,

that eyes

have never

 seen,

and brightly attired

peacocks

drifting about,

in feathers

newly

preened.

.

Love is

new colors

in a smoldering sunset,

where fire and ice

chance to meet,

and silky fans

of new pastels

glowing

down from the moon,

in whispers,

so delicately

discreet.

Colors of Love
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Tamara Yancosky

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