of your soaring
magenta today,
the wildness of
your fuchsia,
the groundedness
of your burnt umber,
the soothing tones
of your greens and blues...
let alone your
own precious self, so
weary from holding
them all inside.
-stacy wills (9/03/2010)
them all inside.
-stacy wills (9/03/2010)

