I walked in light.
Searing, pulsing rays
My body soaking it up
With the certainty of passion,
Iridescent temptations
Testing my then tender soul
Now blushing.
I walked in gray.
Leaves of confusion
Swirling about me
A trail of red tears
Mourning those moments of summer,
Glimpses of joy,
Unacknowledged truths,
The lousy timing of good byes.
I walk in black.
Into misted woods
Long silvered in mossy gauze
My ears straining toward
A faint song
Calling me still
I walk in black
Through red tears.
PB Flesner
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