Here others hide at my side

I can conceal you from the golden sunlit

In my darkest shadows

You are welcome to stay

Stay ten minutes stay forever

Turquoise sky above defines me

Gloss or matt depending on my mood

I am not death or disease

 but only the comfort of a warm blanket

under which you hide from the light

white light hides much

just hand him a prism and he will show

you his true colours.


10 thoughts on “blackness

  1. A more beautiful poem couldn’t have been written about blackness! 💝 I love; “Turquoise sky above defines me. Gloss or matt depending on my mood.” 🙂

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