True Colors
True Colors
The color black is a con.
It spread in her hair,
Promised, "I shall shelter you."
The color red is a liar.
It stuck on her lips,
And said, "I love you."
The color gold is the devil.
It throbbed on her skin,
Laughed, "I want you."
The only true color is ashen.
It had peeped through her eyes,
Had insisted, "I warn you."
The color black is a con.
It spread in her hair,
Promised, "I shall shelter you."
The color red is a liar.
It stuck on her lips,
And said, "I love you."
The color gold is the devil.
It throbbed on her skin,
Laughed, "I want you."
The only true color is ashen.
It had peeped through her eyes,
Had insisted, "I warn you."