I begin to slowly die
whenever you’re away
disheartened by the absence
of your colorful array
An achromatic rainbow
is all that I can conjure
my mind’s eye being
desolate and somber
But then you return
like a prism in my mind
blotting out the bleakness
with a feeling undefined
My world becomes a haven
and my heart beats anew
saturated by all the colors
spilled on me by you
© 2024 Michelle Cook
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This feels like a love letter smuggled through a physics experiment—melancholy refracted into something vividly human. Quietly whimsical, but it lands right in the chest. 🛵
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This is one of the best comments I’ve ever gotten. I think you understood my mission. 😉
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Beautiful poetry Michelle! 🙂
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Thank you… ❤️
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This is so lovely and beautifully penned. The emotions can be felt while reading it.
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Thank you… ❤️
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Gorgeous lines, Michele❣️💓
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Thank you… ❤️
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Such a beautiful poem of love in it’s gifts that color our world, Michelle💓
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Thank you… ❤️
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Poignant, with a sweet ending. I really like this one, Michelle. Hope you’re doing well, my friend. 😊
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Thank you, Mike ❤️
I hope you’re having a wonderful week. 🙂
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A very colorful perspective! Beautiful poem!
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Thank you… ❤️
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