COLORS

By Angela

You call me an enigma
And to you I wink ;-)
For you rightly call me a puzzle half seen
Set behind frosted windows and stained glass
And I do not share so easily
Those gossamer wings and delicate fragrances
That my laughter seeks to hide

Do I tell you of my secret thoughts
And share the desires
That swirl and churn inside?
I am not one color, but all
And my soul is a prism
Reflecting and refracting
What color do you want to see?

You met her first
And I understand how first attraction
Must come full circle
But while you hunt
I laugh and play and joke around
I dance the path of the rainbow
If you look, there are treasures to be found


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