inspiration.
I am the red in the rose, the flowers on the blankets of your bedroom floor
I am the gray in the ghost that hides with your clothes behind your bedroom door
I am the green in the grass that bends back from underneath your feet
I am the blue in your back alley view where the horizon and the rooftops meet
I am the black in the book, the letters on the pages that you memorize
I am the orange in the overcast of color that you visualize
I am the white in the walls that soak up all the sound when you cannot sleep
I am the peach in the starfish on the beach that wished the harbor wasn't quite so deep
If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors of the evening sky
You can go anywhere you wish, and I'll be there, wherever you are.
