The Doors Of Color
The Doors of color
Go and open the lapis door,
maybe you will see an aqua pool,
or a tiny teal teacup that holds a hot, sweet drink,
or a sky-blue butterfly that flies around the world.
Go and open the rose door,
maybe you will find some crimson blood that is flowing from soldiers’ wound,
or a poppy post box that holds many secrets,
or a searing scarlet chili pepper that could set anyone’s mouth on fire
Go and open the pear door,
you could find an emerald cactus gleaming in the sunlight,
or a shamrock lizard, creeping around the forest,
or a lime green field of grass.
Go and pen the flint door,
maybe you will find a stone elephant,
or a graphite pile of fire ash,
or a smokey seal that glides around the big vast ocean.
Go and open the carrot door,
maybe you will find a tangerine fox waiting to catch its unlucky prey,
or a fire basketball waiting to be bounced,
or an apricot goldfish that aimlessly swims away.
Go and open the ink door,
maybe you will see a jet-black car tire,
or a coal crow flying through the night sky,
or a soot shadow stalking me everywhere I go.
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