Depth Of Color

 

your words smelled like roses but
they left a taste of vinegar in my mouth
truth does not come easily to you

your words looked soft and fluffy but
i felt pricks on my skin from the thorns
compassion does not come easily to you

you colored your words with peaceful
green but underneath was the red of rage
love does not come easily to you

my words stretched out to cover you
in a quilt of tender blue so you
would feel the color of peace

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the prompt today over at the pub is “synesthesia”

Thanks to Victoria Soto for this one