yellow tastes like hope
red brandishes a belly fire fight within
brown is a tired question mark
reason to fall when there’s no answer
black is the colour of wondering
where he will be
not where I am
that orange zest hue of here
wakes that daydream slumber
brittle is the colour
when a green leaf falls in the wood
all fluttery, you’ll feel it from your life time
it’s your life line.