Taste a Color

M.E.M.

Fresh cold water running down my throat,

So clear and awakening.

Blue though,

blue like a clear morning sky.

 

Fluffy snow

blue snow that melts on the tongue.

Blue is my choice of color.

 

Cotton candy blue

The blue of a clear crystal lake

Refreshing and cleansing.

 

Calming is the color blue

  • Author: M.E.M. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 30th, 2018 17:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: My favorite color comes to life through taste. Please comment and follow
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 166
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