Brush
Dipping in honey
Turpentine
Swallowing some bumblebee
Gold
In my eyes
Oil
Dripping down my fingers
Daffodil, dandelions
Growing in my heart
Indian, ochre or mellow
I fell in love with all the shades of you
And for me to breakthrough
I just need to focus on you
My fellow
-yellow
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Whispered words in a train
PoetryA collection of writings and feelings. Please check the intro to know more!
