Traces Of Colour Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

Traces Of Colour



There are traces of color
(Of love you say?)
On your face, hands
Even on your jeans

I feel pity
But I laugh scornfully anyway
For this hasn’t
Been done cleverly, ha

Your mind is empty
You poor, poor fool
This cannot trick me;
I loved you once remember?

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