Finer than art it’s self
You wake up , elegnalty brushing your colors across the sky in a lose stroke
Effortlessly painting the world in hues of light orange and dusty rose pink
You are a truly stunning masterpiece whos canvas is endless
A true form of art
Such a rare sight to see
We are similar phenomenon, you and I
Two apples grown from the same tree
Yet your red and I’m green
I dust away all the puffy white clouds to clear my canvas for the day
Mixing shades of leftover blue from the night before , I create an ombre purple top dripping into a hot pink lining across the low sun thats gently kissing the ground before like I wish I was doing to you
People come from all over and purposely stop to admire my beautiful creation
But the only thing my eyes are set on is the meer grimace of your color palette
Gorgeous
Just like you
Sea of Yarn
It's like a tangled ball of string
Knotted in as many different ways
Square knot , Reef knot , Half Hitch
An intwinde mess indeed
Think of every time someone says a comment
The knots are pulled ten times tighter
Their fibers now meshed together making it nearly impossible to pick apart
The cycle then repeats itself until it slowly consumes you
You limbs tied in string restaining your movements
Leaving you no control , helplessly struggling on the floor
Some say use the old fashion way to dismantle this distar by methodically working at the knots with your fingers
Carefully and patiently tugging at the string
But wouldn't it just be so much easier with scissors ?
Secondary colors don’t mix
Your favorite color is purple it always has been
Purple clothing , purple house
I’m sure if you could dye your self purple you would no doubt
Your surrounded by colors the compliment that complexion like blues , whites and pinks
Through I could not satisfy that wish because I am dumped in dark ink
A deep forest green
We clash
Like coffee and tea
Both are soothing beverages
No matter how much sugar and cream you put in the tea
It will never amount to the rich smoothly crafted beans
Always falling short of highly placed expectations
That's why I wish I wasn't the color green