by Douglas Gilbert

Love would be the color of my heart, if
I’d been seen, and if I’d be loved in
the tone of your symphonies.

There’d be red drums like
blue thunder loud, but I’d
cushion your cute ears, because
I’d want you to hear my labial colors
like notes written for your open lips


2 thoughts on “Color

    1. Thanks — so many words are euphemistic or innuendoes; the mixing of Latin and Anglo-Saxon has helped English a lot for a lot in life that succumbs to metaphors of glory and love…

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