Crayons
Can you
Crayon my soul
With colours bright.
From a rainbow
That bled sunlight
After the rain.
As the sky blushed red
With pain.
When the sun
That it loved,
Sank again,
In the west.
Here's a test.
Crayon
The clours of love.
And don't forget
Deep blue.
A kaleidoscope
To choose.
A combination
That will always lose.
Whatever hues
You trust.
Jet black
Really is a must.
Can you
Colour my heart
With gladness and joy.
Invisible crayons
You will need to employ.
So no one
Can erase
That forever kiss.
With the spectrum ablaze
To burn to ashes.
Madness,
As the moon
Counts down the days.
In shades of sadness.
poem by Kevin East
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