Knowing My Colors Poem by Susan Lacovara

You should have taken more time
To learn and log the colors of me
Feel the lush growing green
Of my natural heart
How each dawn would burst
Through hardened soil
A carpet of care on which to walk

You could have witness my wash of blue
Refreshing as the summer surf
Lingering on your wilting body
When days and ways of the world
Sunburned your soul

In the pale yellow light
Of my softness
There was room for you
To lie by my side
Undisturbed and focused on dreaming

I would have taken you
To the blazing heat of red passion love
Fire and frenzy
That only two bodies braided into one
Can call their own



You'd have seen my paint box of purples
Lilac, lavender, Iris and Violets
Picked with a most purposeful hand
Placed in a vase
Where my fragrance could find you
Remind you....

In the blackest hours of endless night
Your hand had only to reach for mine
And all the gray of time would dissolve
Allowing for the pillory white of angel wings
To lift your heart in hope

The crimson crumpled leaves of Autumn
Golden, until they fell
Now follow the breeze, blindly
(As do I)
Down the street where you no longer reside
A street without certain color