Colors Illuminate Us

Color is the reflection of our perception

An electromagnetic spectrum

We trick ourselves into believing

As a way to force life

But the vibrance and depression of living

Surviving

Can't be contained within

A Word

A show of our immortal decadence

To believe something so enamorous is

Property

To be judged and Devoured

Color is free to choose how it feels

Debates are fueled by impassioned reds

willing away their path

Whispers of pale tangerine and silver

string along an early morning haze

The way you look at me,

the seafoam of Aphrodite fills your eyes

Those are colors